From the Desk of Maanvinder: A Poetry Collection
A collection of poems by Maanvinder Pilania.
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The First Vault Opening In:
Name On My Lips
your name on my lips
once tasted like beautiful poetry
your name on my lips
now tastes like cigarettes
echoes of your laughter,
echoes of your screams—
they tell me to smile,
they tell me to cry
something that started under moonlight
ended beneath dark clouds
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