satishverma
Noises Of Stampede
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The pink moon will
stay up to gray dawn. I will
meet you in prayers.
You just slept in
my arms to decipher
the dreams of unknown.
Violence creeps into
my eyes when crazy sun
starts beating the clouds.
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