The Whisper....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh

Mine,
I heard the whispers,
Of the darkness,
I read the verses,
that the twilight pens,
When it is kissed,
By the cold and dewy dawn,
Such is the bliss,
Of those blessed hours,
When for a micro moment,
My frame becomes,
Devoid of my soul,
May be an unheard, divine call....

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