Ethics
takes a nap,
in a blink,
without qualms.
*
A jilted lover, like
a broken moon, takes
a jump from the hill.
*
In this twilight
who am I,
in this crowd of sinners?
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2017 22:54
- Category: Nature
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