Blood Harvest Poem by Vishal Sharma

Blood Harvest



Take a sip of the miserable life upon the thirsty neck,
to make a judgement to put a sale on your soul,
A worthy night with a worthless guy roaming beside the nile,
Just you and me, deep will be the sea, and just you and me....! ! !

Silence....! ! ! !

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