It was yesterday's
sin. The poem like a lovely
face starts a monologue.
In infinite dark
you come like a prayer,
I shiver like a temple.
Nobody wants me
to depart, under the stars
like a genetic gain.
The moon was on.
Light was dim, I was still
grieving not to touch you.
My apology for
saying goodbye. Breath to
breath I gave you my life.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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