The dormant vibrance of drops
On a dark and moonless night
Simmers with a dream on sea
Awaiting the wonted silver flame
Like a perky pulsation of broken heart
With memories knit on a frigid day
By the hope of another dazzling noon
Where prayers leap to conjure the tides
Such is the whisper of silence.
Delhi
2375
10.47 hrs
21.10.26
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