Soliloquy

by Mohul Bhowmick

September

  • SEPTEMBER

    Has it all gone to waste?Now that summer’s moved onWith autumn greatly debased.The starless gaze of early dawnLooks quite timid when facedWith the fact that time has gone. No chase could ever matter moreThan the one I perpetually took.Upset dreams come to the foreAnd have us all brought to book.The flogging of this downpourMakes me Continue reading

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Mohul Bhowmick

Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.


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