LET ME HAVE A STROLL
Let me have a stroll
It is night, stars are playing hide and seek with the moon
The sky has spread wings, in search of new nest
Wind unfurling the leaves of trees
Leaves are becoming birds
Men are turning in to cages
Streets are sleeping like paralyzed patients
Ponds are differently abled
Drains are gurgling water in their throats
I can hear the croaking sound of a frog inside the jaw of a
snake
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