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Farewell

Named after you in anticipation, I am having an eye? on the musk deer, for scent-marking. After an infinitesimal pause, I start counting the days, to read my bruised poem, pink and blue. Why are you taking it out at me ? I ask the future sitting beside me. I am living this moment in full glory. The clock must be rewound. A tiny pain, pops up tells the full story. Satish Verma

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/10/2016 9:45:00 AM
NICE PERSONIFICATION ... NICE POEM ...
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