LEAVES OF MONSOON
DOODLE ON THE WALL
OF MY HEART.
OUTRAGING SUN
SCORCHES MY
FLITTING DREAMS.
BEREAVED FOREFATHERS
GROAN BEHIND THE BUSHES.
UNWRITTEN POEMS
SPITS ON MY WHITE PAPER.
CHUCKLING OF MY LOST DREAMS
REVERBERATE IN THE WIND.
SOLITUDE....SOLITUDE.....
YOU ARE ETERNAL.....
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