Wednesday, 20 August 2025

In the moonlight

By Doel Sengupta
I am moon face so profound 
Lurking in the lost and found
And I find my sunglasses there
Where witches and wizards 
Have formed their lair,
Prithvi is ours
And I am never deemed insane
And all the news is called
Very fake.
People believe in me and God
And today we have Paradise found.

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