The color of papers around the room
Thy, death, purples
The remaining endings of a master writer
The struggle of memorization
A new way of learning
The trip to each line
With each step
Another word is spoken
Almost poetry
The dead will drown out these sounds
For a struggle to understand
To learn the master's reasons
Of this tragedy
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Original Poems
कविताI have been told my poems are depressing and deep. That is a warning to anyone who reads them.
