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I Have Longed


Durlabh Singh

Beyond the reach of the hoary hands

Free of flooded tongues without words

The silent testimony where stones speak

Trying to cut through accumulated agonies.


I have longed to traverse regions

Hand in hand with the seeds of the storm

Where protracted fingers will set forth

Drenched earth with the sprigs of thorn

Where the footprints of the expelled hope

Will leave no modus mark of banishment.


I have longed to traverse regions

Where eyelids get weighed

On a pair of greasy scales

For consummations in wilderness

Or for the geared splintered start

Where certain thoughts might secure

Symptoms for the ills of the heart.

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