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Ram Krishna Singh

man survives on the rubbish of ages and sheathing leaves cover the graveyard I see the sepulchral sadness in every home man has lost his coat deception shines in every eye and every institution seems a hoax the dodging crowd on the road and the growling of the traffic upsets the order and a wind of distrust blows all around human relation is reduced to mere fear and passion and humanity bears the burns of acid scars crown every head I see man raping himself I go by him and he does not see I shake his hand and he does not feel I speak and he does not hear my fellow brother does not feel my existence my own soul abhors my body my body doesn’t know my soul here light is darkness here life is dried like the eagle time hastes to the prey I cry but no one hears 136

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Growing Within-Desăvârşire lăuntrică by Ram Krishna Singh  

haiku, tanka & other poems Traducerea din limba engleză: Alexandra Flora Munteanu Taner Murat

Growing Within-Desăvârşire lăuntrică by Ram Krishna Singh  

haiku, tanka & other poems Traducerea din limba engleză: Alexandra Flora Munteanu Taner Murat

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