satishverma
In Denial
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In shadows of dawn, there was no theme―
on way to home.
My agile hands were trying
to find the sins of
unbroken faith.
Will you hold for sometime,
the trembling questions
of my parched lips?
My deepest secret was out. I was
preparing myself in extremis.
Not worth speaking of,
I was changing my path.
You will not cry anytime.
Here goes the culture,
the credence of unbelieving.
Stand by me, when I explode.
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