Bruised, but not Broken (poems) – 5. Explosion

Bruised, but not Broken (poems) -Challapalli Swarooparani  5. Explosion Though every cell craves for sanctity of a filled pot incessant blasts only embrace me. My only desire to live like a pure, new born person innocently like a faint green sprout ― the concrete diplomacy that piled up around freezes it by the day. To […]

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