In low spirits, moon
fiddles with dark clouds, sometimes
walks away moodily.
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Fear follows you in
sun-bathed field, like a ghost,
where marigold lives.
*
Death doesn't recognize
the angel wounded in grass
by peacock's feather.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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