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Farewell, Hummingbirds
Folder:
Satish Verma Soft night.
I wanted to outlive
the waiting―
for rendezvous.
A lesser god,
will not erase the path
of infinity, reaching
grey zone.
The tragic half
of timeless time would
witness the slaughter
of helpless faith.
Keep me in your
prayers. I would ask
the beautiful mind.
Who favours the great
sun eclipse, when
the creater becomes created?
A sick feeling ensues when
the temperature rises in deep sea.
