Poetry: Self Revelation
Poet: Jotsna Jari

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There is no human race
He has an identity
He is human
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On the basis of any color or race
people can't be divided
because blood is one color
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With shaky roots
like the tip of pennyworm
Danger on the way
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Whatever is good or bad
a lot can be cut off in surgery
But life is not without Man.
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People just a proposed feeling
In that company of that feeling,
the river runs towards the sea
The spring also becomes a river
What is desired..
can't be easily achieved
Man is self-disclosure
in the name of one feeling.



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