Time Holds Me Clean

by Satish Verma   Dec 7, 2022


A grim reminder.
Ah! the lunar cycle again
hurts. Candle burns at?

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both the ends. Book
was closed for eternity.
Red moon bleeds.

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I dip my fingers in
moonlight to smeat your
memories silver.

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