SMS verse
Trying to comfort
my tired nights.
Our fire leaves my soul cold;
lashes wet.
I am still defrosting
from the time
we last met.
--- Read on Oct 16, Caferati Meet, New Delhi
Labels: poetry
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1 Comments:
Lovely. My eye stumbled over "to comfort / my tired nights" but overall, it communicates much with so little. My favourite kind of poem.
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