Cold-bloodedly,
I poison my precious poem
with the tip of my quivering quill
to quench the venomous quest
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Here, in this poem, Death wins Death, th cross becomes a resurrection (responds to my poem MY OWN TOMB) . I give you a 10++ dear Bharat. Thanks for sharing. Joseph Josephides Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) Int.Lib.Poetry awarded
A poem though slated to be dead, resurrects magnificent here from every crucified line...top class, Bharat...my ten for this
An extremely wonderful poem, sir. And very thoughtful too. Thank you.