Anita Koshy Poems

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1.
Games At Dawn

The dawn is there; I can see it
A thin sliver of light
Resplendent, yet far
In its entire splendor
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2.
Fragrance

Fragrance takes on a pungent smell
As the smell of gore reeks all round
The fragrance of love marred by the odour of chaos
Swords clash, men come to blows
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