The emptiness of
ageing cells seeks a tiger
to maul the house.
Of sizzled dreams.
Why one has to become
ethereal in―
Quest for elixir?
I peel off tangerine's
strange red skin.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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