From my what's left.A Poem by Digvijay Singh
Cut me down, if you wish so.
Drain the red from my veins. Tear me apart, in eleventy pieces. Burn my ashes if you must. I shall, still, open my eyes wide, I shall, still, stand up. To love you from my what's left. © 2019 Digvijay Singh |
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2 Reviews Added on June 26, 2019 Last Updated on June 26, 2019 AuthorDigvijay SinghFaizabad, Uttar Pradesh, IndiaAboutAbout me.. Will slip a line or two in stories.. keep reading. more..Writing
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