Love
Had I known love only in its form of making four walls and eight corners of the world, I would have felt a warmth instead of tasting so much gutter in that song.
Author: Shripad Sinnakaar
Shripad Sinnakaar is a poet from Bambai 17. He holds a postgraduate in Philosophy from University of Mumbai. His works have appeared in Dalit Art Archive and The White Review.