satishverma
Hope In Twilight
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I hear your voice from far away.
I was still searching you in jungle of pain.
The legend crumbles downplaying.
My poems ask, what were
you up to digging the ruins of love.
Who admires past to know the truth?
In my saga the end never comes.
Death comes free. I remained a fakir. At the
tangent of suffering someone cries.
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