Stains Of Solitude Poem by Rajat Kumar
Stains Of Solitude
......
And wait here for chance to be the last.....
In a shade of hate
Between you and me.
Me and you.
Look, ours here everything.
Belonging to the eternal.
My life and your breath
When are taken.
Neither you fight
Nor is remaining my life.
But, wait here.
Call up your inside.
Out the shade of hate
I too will color it.
Not color of blood.
But
Stain of solitude....
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