Call, by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh Subscribe to rss feed for Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

They said,
the last bell  rang
for me to go
which I disagreed.
I suspect,
someone rang the bell
without authority.
I am sure
they unduly depreciated my worth,
diverted it to others
and rang the bell
for me to go.
I shouted then,
return my worth
I am still going strong
and  wish to go
more miles.
Yet my voice feeble
not heard.

Posted: 2018-10-23 13:21:11 UTC

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