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Sunday 16 February 2014

Splitting the night

SPLITTING THE NIGHT

Pillage started,
when there were anti-answers.
The trapped light-

wanted to be
released,
from brutalism.

When you were 
nearly drowned, 
in the multitude of questions,

joining the palms,
you collect the moments
of solitude.

You drop a key
in the ocean.
Its imprint swims

to the other side of shore.
You felt lonely
stars said,it is time for us to leave.


Satish Verma

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