Rubin Nanda

Alone we are but shadows,
shimmering on an endless trail,
Together we are the sea where
footprints of time dare not assail.
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If I could ask your hand for a dance
to mellow the fear in your heart
and stir your nimble feet
to the beat of the drums,
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I have bought the blade
forged with my name
Having marked my ground
I wait for the word to spread
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See the white fog descend upon twilight hours,
like falcon spread its wings to eclipse the Sun,
Hear the flood whisper under the cover of night,
drowning us all, in a macabre ablution.
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