Dr Nihar Ranjan Ray - The Moribund Rebel

I know
I don't know..
Who am I..
I know I am a weak morbid man
So I can't fly
Like the parrot or the hawk
I can't flow like the stream..
I know I don't have that liquidity
I can't express what I feel
I don’t have that nudity
Of my heart that is dry and arid
I know I am a man morbid
You can see the moribund rebel
Fighting for his last breath inside me
With dying emotions and drying passions
As an effect of the poisons tree.
Now a days I wait the rescue team
To come and help...
Now a days I am dying in myself.
Dr Nihar Ranjan Ray

Dr Nihar Ranjan Ray

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