Monday, May 2, 2016

Ananya S. Guha- A Poem

huts, houses, homes

god is plenty
water is not scarcity
not in deserts but in cities
and the begging bowl has vanished
as no coins are needed only vapid 
water for a bathe or a drink
till the thunderstorm hurtles you
with black lightening into dismantled 
huts, houses, homes. 

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