Epic Poem by Chandra Shekhar Dubey

Epic

epic

you spill stories— scattered leaves in your autumn breath, some thorns in the bush, others laughter in the wind. i gather each whisper, as if it were the epic carved on the walls of my soul.

Chandra Shekhar Dubey

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Some impressions last long as an epic.
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