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Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
i promise no rose
i have forgotten the thorns
i offer freedom
Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
last was the mourning stem,
for whom nobody awaited,
it's all fated.
Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
fire hides itself
in the underbellies of all,
nature's no exception
Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
tipple blood
our ever-thirsty hearts
a fuel-fount
Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
rock-top greens
spilled is sunbeam around
gems abound
Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
what floats sinks
i am a witness
like water
Aditya Bhaskara Sep 2012
breathe sunshine
blame the sun for fire
breeze chuckles
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