satishverma
Concepts
Category: /General/
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Your intent was to 
peel off the frozen poem from
my lips to taste it.
Planting a seed daily
on my palm to start a blaze
for burning the book.
Look how I brace you
to move the steps one by one
to reach on my Sun day.
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