Poetry - Madhu Sriwastav

Silent Love

Drop a word … An earnest request goes unheeded as usual How deep your silence cuts ignominy enshrines My quests the horizon eludes as the setting star a chance rainbow allures Time’s wasteful glass drops life in tiny grains We head towards a dead end no one knows when all love lust longings to bring to an end What remains is a mystery a myth a tell-tale story Life is now to be live or leave times chariot flies chased by virus strides!

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