Spring Of New Eve Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

Spring Of New Eve



Making my way
out of this rot
smoky dense breath
smothering and hot.
Fires engulfed
my patch of green
greedy red flames
burnt down
those dreams.
Have to go on
sow some new seeds
tend to new dawns
spring of new eve

Nalini

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