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Author Name: Freesatishverma 0 Comments
Date Added: February 28, 2019 19:02:03 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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My Battle
After self-immolation, 
what has been left with me 
except the poems. 

The tree will not speak now. 
There was a good run-off 
from the surface of golden leaves. 

I will not meet the music 
of sunset. There was a constant 
flow of murmuring thoughts at night. 

The narrative remembers the - 
departure, but does not expect 
anything from moon. 

I will remain awake till 
the dawn, then go 
to a long sleep.
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