Abhash Kumar Boral
Abstract Drama
The city looks like
a woman,
when she is wrapped in black,
dense and beautiful,
thick like thought,
tired of family,
exhausted after household,
under some nocturnal moans.
She goes wild
When street lights
torch her darkness.
City -6
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The City -1
Cadaver-3
Cadaver – II
Cadaver
Decay
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