Sunrise awaits

In wilted fragrance
Nights are melting in her arms
Waiting for sunrise

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

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Go away!

Witnessed so many people run away
Like a busted bus, they are cowards I say
Wilted fragrance
Like buried hay
With guilt of terror, may they wake up each day!

 

*My experiments with Limericks*

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj