I Am the One
I am the one
That was
A faint echo
Of voices in dust
Past hazards of wind.
A being of itself
Perhaps
Entered into form
Into veins of my brain
Into my slight arms
To enclose within
Misty configurations
Domains of high romance.
Copyright © Durlabh Singh | Year Posted 2013
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