Cut the Papaya
Cut the papaya into pieces
The tree became slender
Throw away the lid of your wishes
Tear the police force asunder
It rose from the sea into lilies
The room opened all three windows
All around the restless willies
Cold hearth full of cinders
After blows up the red grenade
All it was a bowl concave
September 10, 2019
Life Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2019
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