THE DOVE (II)
Confined to a bed
As if dead
A white feathery being
Finds than its claws
Wither than itself
Looking at blood-thirsty eyes
The bony lass sighs
The boiling cauldron breaks into pieces
The witches shout and roar.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
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