Candle Burns In ColorsA Poem by Satish VermaCandle Burns In ColorsWill mediation work? I don't know. Half-truths will betray. A united birth of good and evil. Was it ordained? How do you mend the eternal tear? We had climbed together the steps of god's mount. But temple was in ruins. Deity mauled. The bullet holes stillbleed. This was a perfect win of black moon. I cannot drink your tears. Does it matter? You were loosing the charisma?
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