#typoem poems on Hello Poetry

Arvind Srinivasan Mar 2015

THE BOLT

At   twilight,*
in my deep slumber,
I roused to the rumble of thunder;
with dense showers soaking me tender,
Streaks   of   light   sparkling   like   cinder,
roaring     with     dander,       down    came
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                              that       S       RUCK  *my fence.

Art of typography.

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