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Rachna Singh
My Poetry
The Spectre
May 2020
I dreamed a dream,
A dream that shocked me to the core,
I dreamed that death and disease
Were knocking at Mankind’s door...
The Charioteer
October 2023
He streaks across the dusky firmament,
With white steeds at the fore
so say the texts on ancient lore...
Life is a cup of Tea
October 2023
A faint gurgle
A hiss
Dark brown liquid
Cascades
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