My other poems
Rainy Day Notes
And then I…
The naked words
At thE enD oF A cOnvErSatioN
So universally true, the last part of poem ” a conversation ends at the first word, a conversation starts from the last word (…)”… this poem is another proof that the author has an inner sharp sense of introspection and a keen sense of observation.
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