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Mar 2019

it is alike high tides
in the ocean
caravan of emotion
like whirling rotation
no one listen
to self conversation

all at once
tears rushing
out reconditeness
with stale conviction
complete silence
in the ambiance

heart encompass
in perpetual fragrance
of someone
who left behind
grief pain
lasting remembrance
**
@deovarat 28.02.2019
Deovrat Sharma
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Deovrat Sharma  58/M/Noida, INDIA
(58/M/Noida, INDIA)   
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