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Rajinder Apr 2020
I have clouds to talk to
the sky can wait.


CoVid times - 6
Rajinder Apr 2020
Still. Silent. Glacial.
Life awaits a thaw.


CoVide times
Rajinder Apr 2020
Casting spell on its subjects
the city unleashes arrogance
of its solitude.

CoVid times
Rajinder Apr 2020
Come, stand besides me and
etch a shadow from the past
of the sunrise we saw together.
Rajinder Apr 2020
All that's been told to us were stories.
All the stories were once real.
All we leave behind are stories.


- February 2020
Rajinder Mar 2020
Someday you'll come home
    to the truth
bursting your heart. 

Someday you'll come home
    to lies
blinding your eyes.

Someday you'll come home
    naked
in orphaned grief.
Rajinder Mar 2020
I drink 
your being 
in short sips.
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