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Anjana Chauhan

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Anjana Chauhan

Abstract

Death

Death

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Every night she comes to me,

Wishpers thousands words in my ears.

Sleeps besides and kisses my head.

And gives me terrible fear.

Like the moon who walks with pseudo feet.

She walks slowly like a heart beat

Moment so swift and clear

She takes away who is dear.

She awakens soul from her sleep .

Together they play in ocean deep.

Sapphire sky with burning spark

Sees them all playing in the dark.

When the sky became bright.

The dawn arises,

She leaves the soul in her bid,

To again wisher and kiss someone's

HEAD!!!!



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