By my grave

By my grave

A Poem by Srushti

And now I can't brush your hair off your face naive,
It's been so long you last said those words pure,
Now as you place a rose by my grave,
Whisper me those words I've always died for.

© 2017 Srushti


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Added on November 11, 2017
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Srushti
Srushti

Kota, Rajasthan, India



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