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The Web Poetry Corner - Durlabh Singh - AT MY DOOR

AT MY DOOR

by

Durlabh Singh


Who knocked at my door
In the middle of the night
Directions to awake
Breaching a journey
Of thousand miles.

Colours idly spread
In conformity with hues
Across a chasm of skies
Dreaded infirmity of few.

Some salve shapes arise
Dreamt by quest for a change
Ribbled branches in green
A tree of spirit at the gate.

Some courage to explore
The shadow under your feet
Dusty entanglements held
Where hazen horizons meet
In wake of serrated probes
Spewed by the twilights of grief.

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by: M A Heathcote
from: Manchester, England, UK

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