Moonlight you win,
in the dark I fail.
Will you come in the
loop to find the truth of uppity?
A fractured footage―
was silent, hiding behind the words.
The verse libre
was not ready to celebrate life.
The skin purity. Will
you mind to pass on Ammonium nitrate?
My river of eyes has
dried up. Forgive my
benign sins. I am going
to live without you.
The senseless wheels zoom.
How far was the god?
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: February 17th, 2020 20:48
- Category: Nature
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