We, The Nuts


At times situations choke us.
We gasp, dust the past to polish
Contacts who matter -
Classmates, students, colleagues, travel mates even.

Nuts, we saunter to essay the tale.

Let’s see. Let’s see.
Thinking their smiles signify business,
(Our wails mere popcorn for their ears) ,
We return, only to be told by elders, let’s see is –
Notwithstanding the above, the status quo is.

by gopalkrishnan krishnamoorthy

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hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......we have to sole our problem ourselves.....Good Write.........