Gelid Morning
written by: R. K. Singh
@profrksingh
Her gelid look
haiku refuse to rise–
winter’s landscape
twirled leaves on the wind’s waves
itch fissured memories
words shape no sense
and mind spins helplessness
in cold quietude
bones creak in aging cage
await final decay
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