No One's Favorite...
V Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I am no one's favorite,
To hide behind her skirt,
Holding her groceries,
To hold his sturdy hand,
Standing as the cute cub,
Lavishing on the tanneries,
I am no one's favorite,
To clap during their monologue,
On the empty podium,
Under the Tamarind trees,
I am no one's favorite,
Keeping my shoulder away from waists,
Looking up at their heads,
In the newly built shopping malls,
I am no one's favorite,
To get the invitations,
From the Facebook,
To exchange unidentifiable selfies….
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