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Priyanka Panging

Drama

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Priyanka Panging

Drama

Silent Words Of Grave

Silent Words Of Grave

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Apparently, I hear the voice of my progenitor,

Death is approaching like a predator.

Unknown silhouettes taking parts of me,

Leaving behind, no signs of me.

One by one they start to mutilate,

As my beloved left me to cremate.

The livings have relinquished

And can’t be seen anguish.


A scathing moment of life and death,

My body is gradually forfeiting in filth.

Dreams are no more salvaged,

As they are precarious and buried.

Scrawling the untold words in my coffin,

Death is kissing me but I can’t abstain.

The soul had effaced;

Demons are stepping on the remains.

My silent struggles of preclusion

Is now totally hindered and brought into conclusion.


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