Passing Through YouA Poem by Violet Kauswhat are you exactly......Passing Through You I found my work suspicious, Or are you really precious. You decide my every task, There are things that I want to ask. I came to know the meaning of you, While I was passing through you. The bitter taste of wine and lime, What you're is actually "Time". - Sujata Bagchand © 2020 Violet Kaus |
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