Oct 2018
I wrote a poem once
A harbinger of my arrival
Soil drowned in ink
I watched it gasp for brearh
Soil drowned in blood
A harbinger of my departure
I wrote a poem once.
A harbinger of my arrival
Soil drowned in ink
I watched it gasp for brearh
Soil drowned in blood
A harbinger of my departure
I wrote a poem once.
this poem can be read downwards or upwards-or even both. It is cyclic
(14/F/India)
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