Friday, December 23, 2016

Metempsychosis

The poem seems to be an in indictment of a section of our society which savours and relishes their baser instincts which ultimately violates our social fabric. Thanks, SV Sir.
In smoke screen you
become a lizard, creeping on lips,
hips, and chest of an ignorant person.-Rajnish Manga

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