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National Institute of Food Technology Entrepreneurship and Management, Kundli The official literary society

Poetry

That fervour

Once again, I find myself in dismay,Everything in the world turns gray.Life’s seeming to take a turn around,My mind can’t really get to find a ground.

Weird unknown feeling climbing up my nerve,Acting as trigger at each axon curve.Apiece clock beat happens to double it up,All fogged but ‘calm’ doesn’t dare to interrupt.

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