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 May 2021 zozek
Eloisa
She watches a firefly dancing
in the pretty, sorrowful darkness.
She’s a moonflower clinging to her dream,
singing songs of love and magic.
A mystical vision in the radiance of night,
in her concluding silky, passionate glide upon the deathless sky,
in her deepest grief,
some blissful dreams arise.
 May 2021 zozek
Eshwara Prasad
Where death ruled life.
Burning pyres inflamed the eyes.
Sun did not start the day.
He was a mere witness to death.
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