A landless moment
in a bizarre dream at night.
You run without toes.
*
Wrath of innocence,
doesn't want to hear thunderstorm
hiding behind tears.
*
This was your red face.
The shadow trembling in eyes
between voiceless words.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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