Faded Echos

By | Pothuraju Bharath Kumar

1 Poem

The faded color of words;

Turned dark, As the heart bleed;

Red for the epoch left;

As the soul caught in the swirl;

Lost to self; Down the lovely lane;

Ebbs of tears break the bridge;

As the echos got settled,

Deep down, Be the new zephyr,

Tunes in – The Solitude.

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