2 Poems from Kushal Poddar: Spade, A Spade & The Profile Photo Has Expired

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Spade, A Spade

Never been a people reader
and today, I am no better.
The cloud, now a face, 
and now a short shower
to mud, blinks with the rays.
I open the sketchbook
and try to replicate the drawing
of a spade that made 
a ten years old me proud,
and all my lines wriggle like
the worms beneath a flower bed.


The Profile Photo Has Expired

"You look so depressed." 
They say.
The med 
must have died
in my cabinet.
If I smile 
a hoary feline will lift its face.
A mouse's intestine still hangs 
from the corner of its mouth.


Bio -
An author and a father, Kushal Poddar, works as a journalist. He authored eight books and has been translated into eleven languages across the globe.

Twitter- https://twitter.com/Kushalpoe
Find and follow him at amazon.com/author/kushalpoddar_thepoet

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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