511 Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi
511
I have seen
The wispy cloud
Cracking whip
So mighty loud
Razor sharp
Electrifying
Lightening strikes
As worlds decline
Tidal waves
I used to ride
Washed my dreams
In those took pride
Ones I loved
Were harshest hounds
In sheep, s garb
Werewolves are found
I once knew
The right from wrong
Tinder sparks
Been dead for long.
Like dry leaf
Ride winds of change
In whirlpools
I am Sucked again
Nalini
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