Thread Snapped Poem by POET SHUMUKH

Thread Snapped

The permeating cold ink
Peels off the light from the clay
through the welcoming tunnels
in the undulating velvet of void
The continuous pulled molten stream
breathes resilience in the bruised purple
The cold and abandoned mold is now dead
Perhaps, the new rain will exhale the beats

Friday, September 18, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: purple
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The night of separation
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