prakhar mishra Poems

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The Last Time She Met

It was just the last night we were together
while she smiled, talked and touched my hands
then we walked alone on the road,
towards an ice cream stall

Dark's Divine

The morning`s arrived, the mind all set
all the lovely birds chirruping around whom i met
but i don't sing with them in this rush arc
for i have been singing the whole dark

Mr. Hated

Walking ahead or the road sliding back
both the same for him that day
not to stop at the beer bar,
the beer would drink him like

The 5th Dimension

Earlier just three
then the fourth
-the time
just to locate

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