Friday, October 12, 2012


There is a huge and old 
Banyan tree in front of 
The temple in my village 
Sitting beneath it 
At every morning is 
My habit now 
But the devotees of the temple 
Visit me too 
As they think I am a GOD 
They offer me many things 
In fact I am an unemployed 
And decided to consume them 
Just for a living. 

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