Poured Love

I poured love,

In my writes,

Words felt, compressed,

Wounds presented as prose,

Poems soaked in experiences,

Fresh dews,

pages yellowed and old,

Sorrows and soars

Some drawn, some drown,

Few Align again,

Parched many, seek the seeking,

A dip inside soul

.Rupika Moitra

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