The thrill of watching,
descent of reddened sun.
flustered moon!
Half-bitten bread.
The moon was chasing the
Dark. Captivating!
Rituals begin
to anoint the poem
written by naked man.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: July 19th, 2016 22:42
- Category: Nature
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