by Sagar
(Odisha, india)

A breeze touched and caressed
As I got used to lone sands
Here is the one who needs- it said
Grey turned green, heart sang ballads.

All the moments refilled with her
The kisses, the touches, the smell
The tunes, the tastes carried her
And at an instant rang the bell

Shattered I fell at parts
Of the desert a darker one
None can feel more the darts

She threw not,those flew at
When she told me not her need
One unwanted me flat on dead mat

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