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Author Name: Freesatishverma 1 Comments
Date Added: April 05, 2015 23:04:29 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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A cyan globe 
rolling in the black sky. 
I was visualizing 
an earthset 
on the horizon. 

threw a noose 
around my neck. 
Did I 
start the fires? 

My dissent 
was of any relevance? 
Who was standing 
on the moon? 

Self-centered was your vision 
I was trying 
to turn the tide. 

So much bragging 
could not go well with me. 
The tongue had the burnt taste.
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Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on April 6, 2015 10:41:03 AM Report

As always, I enjoy your writes.  


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