the bird on the window silA Poem by poddar kushalThe bird
A bird sat on the windowsill And saw, We are running after metals and papers. A bird never understood. It flew to eat a nice juicy maggot.
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6 Reviews Added on March 1, 2008 Authorpoddar kushalkolkata, India, IndiaAboutlife and trying to earn bread made me an advocate. mad at my own stressful self, turned to writing. poems mainly. but, there are several short stories published in my mother toungue 'bengali'.i live i.. more..Writing
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