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Scent will be Buried
by Satish Verma
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This way, it was this way, it happened
I could not run along the river.
Your face floats like a skylamp.
Halfway rainbow was broken.

How did it happen?
I became transgenic by the kiss of death.
This was my victory, I surrendered the cushion.

You sleep in my arms.
Again, I will wander in the graveyard
where my angel was sleeping.

This is my last letter in the month of November
Now the scent will be buried in snow.


 

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March 11, 2012
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