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Death in a Brothel

Painted glass windows, sequined tapestries Rainbow coloured dreams drowned, in Monochrome miseries. The women wait and weep, a phalanx overcome by grief Squinting through their candle-light visions, Understood by misunderstood legions. Fastigium Ataxia, She cries in pain, Rotating consciousness through the colourless rain. A patina of grief wailed above the room as The woman let out her final cry, A martyr in their eyes. Skinship visible through lonely cracks in subfusc walls The infamous neighborhood remained vacant that night The family lost a member that night. A paegn concerto, (Someone lost a shoe) The women hung their heads in grief (Somewhere bloomed a new leaf).
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miu-rishu
India
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Written by
miu-rishu
India
Published
May 17, 2015
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#people#women#shoe#cracks#leaf#lacuna#patina#smithereens#dulllull#dumbnumb
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