I Went To Dogs With Not The Least Protestation Poem by Sumita Jetley

I Went To Dogs With Not The Least Protestation



May be that were the most mature thing.
To let it this way.
Silence that 'evades'
and luxuriates itself in slumber

Over my 'grave'

Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: saddened
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