YOUR SPACE

Poetry

Litany for None

Can you wash the words?
They have become very dirty. My
encounter with thorns was enlightening.

Do you think your navel
is still connected with your silent
ancestors? Take out your knife to kill time.

I know you were crying
all night. There was no opened door
to find the moon in dark eyes.

Thorns are better than words! A nice concept and well-expressed thoughts.
Padma , Hyderabad
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