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sushil kumar gochhayat

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Echoes

Echoes

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 patience   echoes   rescue 

Your catch

Doesn't enthrall 

Me anymore.


Your redolence, 

Polluted now, 

And my effervescence zeroes.


Sneezing the fumes of betrayal,

My patience mopes 

On the unending road of frustration,


Questioning my conscience, 

'Where did I go wrong'? 

And echoes never come for my rescue.


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