Faded rose skies Blushing with the anxious jaundiced pallor of a skinned peach, Exposed, waiting, cease to breathe. Waiting for the world to stop, Waiting for the purge of poison-laden
Faded rose skies Blushing with the anxious jaundiced pallor of a skinned peach, Exposed, waiting, cease to breathe. Waiting for the world to stop, Waiting for the purge of poison-laden
Poem by Debajyoti Gupta