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Scarring

By Satish Verma | Category :: Poem

The pungent smoke.
Someone was burning
the wet rhymes.

*

A wilted rose
on the red lips of dawn,
facing the moon.

*

The malicious
darkness, you drink,
to welcome the sun.

By Satish Verma | Nov 7, 2017 | Category > Poem >Life | Comments | Views 112

 
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