By Sutputra Radheye
COWARD LIKE ME there was a sea of dead bodies and a sky of jets passing by when i scrolled the curtain of my window this morning yesterday night was loud i could hear the firings the screams and the cry for help but like a coward i hid behind the walls praying to see the sun again i know i am not the ideal citizen but why should i be? wars are for powerful men and not a poet like me
Sutputra Radheye is a young poet from India. He has published two poetry collections — Worshipping Bodies(Notion Press) and Inqalaab on the Walls (Delhi Poetry Slam). His works are reflective of the society he lives in and tries to capture the marginalised side of the story.
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