°°Seeing Mass Poetry°°
Looking through streets, alleys and roads,
I find poems. In the auto driver, who
keeps on shouting the names of various
places, some of which I don't even recognise.
His voice and the inflections in it, forms
the poem's verses. I sit at a tea shop, and see #aestheticthoughts#yqwritersclub#wcwordoftheday#wckalokagathia#theunsungquill
