Enveloped with their absence
gripping the slippery hands strongly,
they walk to mountain
wind breezes past insanely.
A dropp of sweat, skips the hold
earth yields a solitary note
in the ear the note melts.
Absence are placed way past our reach
domains of absence coalesce to form
the temple of ruins, where lone blossoms.

subodh pandey

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