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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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