• Two Poems

    Abhishek Jha

    Between Walls

    Women lost in veils
    Artists undone in ink
    And wells respond to

    armies of peace.

    Hoarding

    This was biting scarred.
    That is sneezing gooed.

    He was water cannon.
    She is globe hiccup.

    Fever was cold wet.
    Mercury is hairy steely.

    Eyes are on days.
    Farts are at night.

    Old cash is growing.
    New days are over.

    Abhishek Jha is a Features Writer at Youth Ki Awaaz and an undergraduate student.

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