The rain enters back
into your eyes.
A private door quivers.
A moonless beam
flashes before you.
You start seeing in dark.
Silt settles in headless bodies
of poems.
The shadow of a tree-
opens the seeds of
unknown. The world is shattered
by an unending scream.
The struggle with the decision
was there, you squeeze
me like a prayer.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: October 15th, 2016 22:35
- Category: Nature
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