Plain People

Poem By Dr. Nikhat Bano

The day is banal, the person is sophomoric,
belongings are basic, concoction is average;
Yet, there's rareness in this customary existence,
love for kinship has given her lavish leverage.

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December 28,2017
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This is true about women living in this part of the world- they are down to earth, simplistic and homely. ....average; Yet, there's rareness in this customary existence,

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