You wished a
talented end. When you
denied me, where
Was the wrong moon?
Like nightbird you birthed
an astral poem.
Plunged in bone―
deep, an arrow ejects a
rose from belly button.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: December 27th, 2023 20:38
- Category: Nature
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