When I wanted
to stop you, the flame was
snuffed out by an invisible hand.
I let the missing link
go. My body turns blue.
You return back the
rusted coins. Fountain was
dry. Someone was going insane.
An albino touch with
blue eyes- the planet quivers
in chill.
A punishment for
remaining brown in the
crowd of white lilies.
Summer is breathing
last. Frozen lips now stop the flight.
- Author: satishverma ( Offline)
- Published: December 15th, 2018 21:11
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
A powerful statement!
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