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Respite

RESPITE

-Utkarsh Sharma


1.       A bird,
I saw upon a tree.
The tree I lost in a spree
Of promises I need
To keep; and kept walking away.
2.       A smile,
I saw upon a face.
The face I lost in space
And fell from my own grace.
Oh please can I go astray?
3.       For I,
Once want to be amazed,
Force the pedal of the brakes
And loose some pace.
Maybe I will someday.


On my way to a graveyard                                                                         Resembling Ulysses

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