Best Subaltern Poems

SUBALTERN
Love is nothing but dust bin.
Enjoy and throw, want to mean.
I saw that blemished gentleman Mr Narang.
Enjoying a shabby dressed young.

  A bird is at hand is worth two in the bush. 
 A tree is valuable than grass.
Wide of canal is better than...

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And on a dark night, I closed my eyes
So much was the calm even the best dream defies 
With a flash of light and voices ended the peace 
I saw unknown faces and I realized I was on the streets.

It was like 'The Judgement Day'...

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