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Something A Miss

Genesis began a void

an empty black-hole

on whose fringes blinding

yellowness dwells.

Something a miss in the center!

What, I shall never know?

A fissure somewhere in

the embellish wall in-front.

Always one brick less in the

cemented wall of our

existence…

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9 thoughts

    • Thanks Megha for your kind words, I did use the analogy of black-hole but it was really inspired from day-to day relationships. Sometimes despite everything one feels a void inside. Always one brick missing from our existences 🙂

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