Friday, May 27, 2016

Ananya S. Guha- A Poem


I trespass those roads
no one goes there
they say around it's corner
is a living giant
hydra headed 
who can take on 
nuclear powers, let alone 
gun toting men and embattled soldiers
and so, leave the trees
the sun, moon and 
the hills to their rampant 


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