Peace Is Time Stamped
From very far away heard the death.
Each word pounded against silence
Withered breaths of mine panicked
Reality forced a
whisper in the ear,
faded were gone.
Rush to the
time-stamped
Peace.
Copyright © Esha Sharan | Year Posted 2019
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