Poet's Pen Poem by Ravi Kiran Krovvidi

Poet's Pen



Nothing left in this ink
flame has blown off
air doesn't have vitals
choking in this paradise
nothing left in this sky
moon has broken down
baffle clouds were known
now became strangers
rainbows were colorful
now consist just black

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