Angshuman Kar


A POEM OF THE MEDIOCRES

When
Just for a while
I stand on the over-bridge
It seems as if
I'll fall down.
The train runs, runs fast.
The bridge is shaken.
You think—you'll fall down
I think—I'll fall down
If we reach a small measure of height
It seems
We'll fall down
Any moment!
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