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Glass

My words were glass
for 14 days.

they shattered over papers
and metallic typewriters,
even on those,
warm as sun-bathed honey.

I somehow learned to arrange
the broken brights.

Let me know, if you can
see yourself in them.

 

© Shashank Bhardwaj

Back from the first long writer’s break, was totally buried in work. It’s time to be back to writing again. 🙂

 

 

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