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A Poem by:

Durlabh Singh

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The sun is busy trying

High explosions within its heart

Heaped up loquacious powered eddies

In gushed up saffron of the molten mass.


Throwing out its pure passions

In formation a nascent lacerated sunshine

High structured engagements in flames

Fanning uproariously the opulent skies.


Numerous of amorphous strident signatures

Seeds of pirations in the soots of heavens

Donned up with metallic insurgent atoms

Hurrying past to the outer rings of Saturn.


Durlabh Singh
Copyright © 2001

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