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Measure

a thirst,
is the dryness that floats from the throat
is the snow that burns everything
is the fire without a crackling voice
is the river polluted with a meaningless existence
is the reality drinking bottles of dreams
is the death despised deeply
is the shadow unloved
is a blessing and a curse.
is the human, too much loved.

© Shashank Bhardwaj

13 thoughts on “Measure”

Mairi says:

Nicely versed😊

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May 15, 2018 at 12:15 pm Reply
- Shashank Bhardwaj says:
  
  Thanks 🙂
  
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  May 15, 2018 at 12:44 pm Reply
Thought for Change says:

Lovely 😊

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May 15, 2018 at 12:18 pm Reply
- Shashank Bhardwaj says:
  
  Thanks 🙂
  
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  May 15, 2018 at 12:44 pm Reply
geetssaini says:

bottles of dreams…how intoxicating

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May 15, 2018 at 12:38 pm Reply
- Shashank Bhardwaj says:
  
  For the reality It would be, to get drunk on dreams.
  
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  May 15, 2018 at 12:45 pm Reply
  - geetssaini says:
    
    alas…reality sobers you later
    
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    May 15, 2018 at 1:02 pm
  - Shashank Bhardwaj says:
    
    Not if you drink enough to avoid sobriety.
    
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    May 15, 2018 at 1:05 pm
  - geetssaini says:
    
    haha..a thirst..apt words in your poem
    
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    May 15, 2018 at 1:39 pm
  - Shashank Bhardwaj says:
    
    Thanks 🙂
    
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    May 15, 2018 at 1:40 pm
  - geetssaini says:
    
    welcome
    
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    May 15, 2018 at 1:41 pm
Mohika says:

Awe-inspiring words. :’)

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May 15, 2018 at 8:45 pm Reply
- Shashank Bhardwaj says:
  
  Thanks Mohika 🙂
  
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  May 15, 2018 at 8:53 pm Reply

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