PrerogativeA Poem by Satish VermaPrerogative
Your absence
creates an aura. The concealed hurt. Today when the sun of longest day goes down, the night will wait. To buckle under the titanic grief of sea, not sinking me. © 2024 Satish Verma |
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Added on June 29, 2024 Last Updated on June 29, 2024 |

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