Poiesis
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Thursday, 26 February 2015
Rickshaw
I could taste hope
In his ancient bloodshot eyes
While he kept repeating
“…Metro-Metro
Metro-Metro
Metro-Metro…”
43 or more times
For just a skinny 10 rupee note.
(It was a shame
Utter shame
Nobody came)
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