satishverma
Under Sun's Shadow
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Don't drop my words.
Being apart I will not reach you.
There was some haziness on moon.
Eyes half shut, I will draw
your face on the big Hollyhock.
A black butterfly sits quietly.
Who will dismantle the tower?
I lived hereto count the sins of fake
truths. Now I want to leave.
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