satishverma
Still Wandering
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There was something
wrong. Yet I had not come
to my home. Trust was eroding.
Moon comes under fire.
Maskless he was stealing beauty
of earth, in freezing dark.
I had no ambition left.
Even touching the truth of
three layered lies of love.
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