Monday, January 14, 2013

Guilty Conscience of an Auto Rickshaw

Mantri Fame, As I confirm the place's name
My mind starts playing a game; to game or not to game
Clock is ticking, time more or less the same, it's just a game
As I start belching thick black flame, I wonder, why no shame !!

PS: My first _real_ shot at poetry, written as part of a warm-up exercise during one Write Club Meetups

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