27 november 2019
A Bold Step
Yes it would remain
incomplete, my story―
my poem.
The henna speaks today
against unadulterated lies,
against the rage of
losing path.
No more the wrens
will sing, till the clouds don't send
apologia for not
sending the rains―
of blueberries. If I
were you I will turn the
bees into butterflies.
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