YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Don't Inhale the Gas

Transhumanism. Are
you ready to beat tomorrow, or not
to beat to alter the status of love?

An anguished blade
of grass stands in the hot sun to keep
the storm away. The rain will come.

You fill the eyes with
water to become avenger. Why
don't you want to live and marry death?

Inhaling gas is deadly. Humanist approach towards transgender is requested for. Though trees fall in the storm, blades of grass stand as they do in the Sun.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakurr , Nellore, AP, 524003
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