poesical whimsey
just a mish-mash of stuff i have written over the years NOT in chronological order
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Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Broken Skin
Blood. Maroon. Colourless.
Garnets, beads of sweat
Dark meandering
Whispers
On a bright
Midnight
.
Rabindra-sangeet
And Bhatiali.
Grape bead glimpses
Of the sublime..
One last cigarette
On a still night.
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