On Marking A Poor, Clumsy Teenage Dark-Complexioned Girl On The Platform Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

On Marking A Poor, Clumsy Teenage Dark-Complexioned Girl On The Platform

A teenage black somewhat fogetful simple mad girl
I often meet her on the platform of life,
Failing to ask even sometimes,
What it ails you,
I too see her, she too sees me
But asks for nothing,
Wht it theb matter
I don't understand it
The crisis tearing my inner self apart.

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