satishverma
Pure As Agni
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Unfazed I send my
poem to you. This is my work
of blood to convey the agony of departure.
Between love and resistance
there was a happy pain. I was a rebel
always to lead my art of dying.
It was my destiny to
refuse to surrender. This was
my dream, my night, my fireworks.
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