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   Dr.Reshma

      

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I'm so exhausted with the blows

that I want to pick a dagger,

go on a killing spree,

 

Swish

Swish

Swish

 

Turn them into weightless feathers

send them flying off

Far away

out of my life

 

Leaving me with

Silence…

Just

 

Silence…

Reshma


Lucky Guy 

 

            in the satiny comforts

                        of his plush a.c. salon

            following a drunken evening

                        well-spent

                                    at the coffee shop

                                                of a five-star

           

            slept the poor-old-rich-guy.

            quite oblivious

                        of the dialogue

                                    between the moon

                                                and the stars…

            those silent utterances

                                    heard only

                                                by the one,

                                                            stretched out

            on the terrace

                        of his one-room-tenement…

           

the rich-old-poor-guy!

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