बिटवीन बर्थस- Camouflage -गौरी देशपांडे


Astonishing, a grossy weed grew on the asphalt
as I stood to stare it slowly moved off :
only a clever insect bereft of its camouflage.
Garbed in the insular greyness of gracelsss days
I find myself nakedly apparent
In the green sunshine of your glance.




-गौरी देशपांडे

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