Ayon Banerjee

Rookie [Ayon] (05th July / India)

Discovery

The Whispers nipped, the fragrance choked,
I had but to snare you on paper,
crumple you, toss you away.
Turning back I saw,
the oceans were on fire..
and the skies were in tears.

I trudged along the shadow
by the trail of crimson,

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