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The Voice of Silence

Just glitters and glimpses of thy glance clanged.
Rain and boom dare not to voice!
Placid did heart bloom, abide a serene breath.
Alpha looked covetous!
Gama seemed reluctant and shed us in tranquility.
Evildoers and some crappy spells
Alas!!
Vacuum— and did we not uttered
The lit charged with his army; giggled and bellowed
Though shall we endure, A grin for a dateless space
Oh, fluttering! Nor shall you recount thy love
Your grin and glance did adduce!

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Asiya Ali A H

Asiya Ali A H

MA English and Comparative Literature, Central University of Kerala, Kasaragode
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