Sanguine Poem by Atri Mazumder

Sanguine



You trusted the mist,
All the answers fell through,
A vague coherence.

You believed in losing,
Every word lost their silence,
A made up memory.

Sunday, July 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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