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A sharp social commentary by Saumya, in this poem, exclusively for Different Truths.

The noxious smell out of the window
makes me subconscious,
When I walk forward to take some steps –
Something stops me utterly vicious.

This smell comes from every space,
This all-pervasive challenge us,
laughs at us, at our defencelessness –
Creeps into body to steal all gladness.

It is a smell of self-love,
making us all crippled
to do something for others-
but we, dummies, actually don’t differ.

The world drowned in it, splashing,
The people playing the blame-game,
Seems whatever steps we take-
It will, more or less, remain all the same.

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  1. Dr santosh 3 days ago

    Very nice

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