Raju Krispa

Rookie (17-09-59 / India)


Let it be
Suddenly the fate yawning draws a sign
Death or reborn, templates of same design
They turn into fading useless frames on long walls
And the rhythm do you hear it stalls,
Hung in all these spaces of empty time
Remain pauses, years, winter and spring
Caught in the spider web of your limited love
Gaining quarter smiles look out for a straight line

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