Where do
I go in dark?
There was no moon
no taper.
*
The petals,
unspeak, fall
from the endowed,
forehead of goddess!
*
Do you believe-
in omens?
Between right and wrong
I am crumbling.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: March 25th, 2017 20:06
- Category: Nature
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