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 Mar 2019 chitragupta
ryn
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Mighty palette
in the sky.
Feast of pastel colours
of sundown.

Nestbound birds
sang up a cry.
Alone I sat,
grass-crested mound.

Inhale a breath,
exhale a sigh...
Pocket of bliss,
peace on earthly ground.



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 Mar 2019 chitragupta
Traveler
What was it
That finally broke my soul?
Perhaps I was suppose to die
Many years ago
I made amends
To set thing right
But it seemed that was just
A wasted flight
Somehow I'm still alive
Suffering as I survive
I have no words
Left to say
No warnings
To convey
Believe as you may
I wasn't suppose to write
These words today
Instead I should be sleeping
In a younger me's grave....
Traveler Tim
 Mar 2019 chitragupta
Empire
My beloved,
It breaks my heart to see you
Crying out in pain
Suffering
Hating
Doubting
Please, my daughter,
Know that I have cried
Along with you
Every tear from your eyes
Has landed in my palm
I hear your silent screams
And my being aches with you
I vow to you
That I will never
Ever
Let you cry alone
I will never
Leave your side
And I will always
Remind you
In the midst of your
Agony
Grief
Self-loathing
That to me
You are the most
Precious
Valuable
Beautiful
Of all creation
Beloved Daughter, we will overcome the evils of this world, and I will give you peace.
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