Written by APU MONDAL
I am writing in earnest; But no one knows me here. We all know about ourselves, Even at times, we divide Ourselves along the lines, And keep cracking so well, Funny, isn't it! Unless we look Ourselves in the mirror, we Only surmise things, Then complacency sits upon Our deeds, like a housefly And its weight is forgotten.
© 10/2021
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