Knotted with one,But bonded with another.

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Ajeyya Vivaswan

Caught in a chain
of a circumcised dilemma,
I try not to be a cadaver
in the traces of my pain.
I look for the Summer,
I look for the rain
For relief, respite
& a resolute remedy
As I remain locked
in ‘this’ jeopardy
Of juxtaposed
and jargonic event.




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