Sunday Poem By Agnivesh Mahapatra
Betterment
Is this apartment any better
Than those dark caves
Where, millennia ago, love was made?
Are these bed, mattress and pillows
Any better than those sandy beaches
Where lovers lay, stargazing?
Is your transparent gown
And my chequered pajama, any better
Than those sunkissed naked skins?
No. None is better.
It’s all the same.
As long as…
Skin is the page
Fingers are pen
Nails are nib
Blood is ink
The story is best!
The best is never bettered.
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