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Aug 2020
I ain't guilty, the judge didn't listen
Throw me in 5 star jail for a fortnight !
'Am facilitated with machines and need
No human, no animal: unknown voices creep.

Morning coffee till dinner at night
Sadden my loner self, darkness is bright
Blisters in mind,  itches body and soul
Ice cubes on cola, draws complex vibgyor.

Solitary is golden, but loneliness is curse
Viral society is frenzied, spreads only farce
Plotting a jail break, soon as possible
To meet nature with a new dawn...
Rana roy
Written by
Rana roy  50/M/India
(50/M/India)   
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