Status
Check your status
And ascertain
What would happen
After the leaves
Turned grey.
My status has no
meaning without my mother
My status is with my mother
My mother is not with me
I could not keep my mother with me
You are the proper person
To ascertain not I.
I am my father'son
Please ascertain
That I tilldate failed.
I could not understand
My position
I could not stand in my line.
My position is in crack
Not in bending down.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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