Poetry

Benhur

By: Dhruba Jyoti Gogoi

(Morning)
Let the lines of palm be kept aside
Don’t have wings to fly
Even if a new set is made
It is not Saturn’s Titan!!!

(Destruction)
Is the time without you like Achilles’ heel…?
And being convicted by your complaints,
I dream of being a Benhur by leaving reality far behind!

Categories: Poetry

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