Inspirational Poetry

Inspirational Poetry

Turbulences in the blue sky of mine
Trails of open, bleeding wounds they remind
O Agony! If you were not my muse
These words I would not carve in deluge
With droplets of blood woefully
In the eternal book of poetry
– Anita Bacha –

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