It stuns.
A vampire bleeds
the vein of black moon.
Unresigned,
I pursue the path
of your historical pain.
What provokes
your inner beast to become
your own light
to enter the darkcaves.
The stone tools
cross your footprints.
A python tries to swallow sun.
You steal,
not imitate my golden words
to become immortal.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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