By: Dr.(Mrs.)Nishi Chauhan
Glittering dark, dancingBefore my eyes, closed
Everything I see,
shadowed
In roaring silence
I hear Falling
A featherSoundless,
a brush
My lovers touch Bitter,
life's bile
Sweet, love's taste
Shadows of tomorrow
Darken the path of yesterday
What was will not be
What is, stands
Before my eyes,
open My life
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