Love plays
Hide and seek
Reveals itself
On lonely nights
Hides
In plain sight
Stings
Like dark chocolate
Quenches
Like momma’s ice-cold lemonade
Oh and when it empties
Reminds a grey land
Where an ancient forest
Once thrived
But sooner or later
Love revives
Like on the grey land
A tiny sapling
That grew green
In plain sight.
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Arjun Kramadhati
This is me. As Charles Bukowski would put it - born like this, born into this. I don't like to talk about myself. I am afraid this is all you are getting now. I like to express myself through my poems, and stories and very soon another novel. I love you, my darling reader. So read on.
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