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Poetry – Madhu Sriwastav

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Silent Love

Drop a word …
An earnest request
goes unheeded
as usual
How deep your silence cuts
ignominy enshrines
My quests the horizon eludes
as the setting star
a chance rainbow allures
Time’s wasteful glass
drops life in tiny grains
We head towards a dead end
no one knows when
all love lust longings to bring to an end
What remains is a mystery
a myth a tell-tale story
Life is now to be live or leave
times chariot flies chased by virus strides!
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