satishverma
It Sparks in Eyes
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Between psycho and a fakir,
did you say, there was a divine voice.
My green valley is losing the golden moon.
Scrapped, unseen was your life.
Who says death matters. A ghost walks with
me to listen to the immortal suffering.
This was a ritual memory.
orbiting two suns. You were trying
to see through the spiritual eye.
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