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Short Poems 04

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Stalking the Night

Unwary I passed by the alley
Mewling heard in hazy valley
Froze in terror
Stifled by an eerie carer
In morning when ajar the door
Scarlet streets paven with gore

I’m Me

No matter I being an introvert
Serenity resides my physique
But I ain't Hay-brained
Rhymes are my perpetual revolt against silence

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