• Published : 31 Mar, 2016
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A deft reptile, if entered into,

its realm

because the buildings are already

filled with humans or ventured

and I pick this rubble and that

intermittently beneath.

 

Hear and shriek,

the symptoms of existence,

drive me to new place,

filled with humans.

 

I must have lost sense

when the dawn lit a tower garden

and scaling a flower bed shade of a tree

I choose and let

everyone run high and dry.

 

In my dreams not

but the fear erased, few saplings

like sprouts I can think of.

 

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Neelam Dadhwal

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