Meet MeA Poem by Chirag KumarMeet me in the chaos of time, where seconds hustle and muscle to make a minute, and in the span of a banal minute, turn rags into riches, and alives into dead. Meet me at the crossroads of life, where two paths await you, they hate you, berate you. One, of the crude sun who shall ignite you. Another, a mournful moon, the killer in the dark. Meet me, in the theater of deceit, where on the tenebrous stage, tears come off age flow into a rage, and blend in putrid winds, to ease the carnage. Would you meet me, would you... C Kumar
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