satishverma
Incendiary Dreams
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I will fight my own
war, like the cicadas. And you
walk unlocked in rains.
There is no pain when
sun sets. I will find my peace
in the darkness of a burning heart.
You know death hesitates
flying over the jasmines. My poem has
no story. I have jumped in a volcano.
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