It was a fast
against truth, in support
of unbidden body
which took the history lesson.
A star is born
out of midnight accident.
Darkness deems dark
in siege of self-restraint.
An embattled self
seeks a counting. The money
speaks in absence, to clear
the debt of tears.
No longer
the eyes will look at
the marriage of trans-blue veins
in legs of seedless dreams.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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