Tuesday, May 20, 2025

This

It is this unconcerned chasm that widens
It is for this I write, the

Disguised fierceness rushing, now and again,
What lament could justify the widening the 

Coarse-lewd rhetoric, the animosity.
My declamations merely become cadence; they 

Don’t necessitate any crises of moral 
Proportions; nor arouse any froth of curiosity.

What maddens us also makes us question the 
very beliefs upon which hinge our decades. 

..

Anant Dhavale

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