Anamika Dutta

There she is, the fallen angel,

With her broken wings and dreams.

There she is pondering in silence,

The Devil couldn’t hear her screams.


There she is, burying her face,

Far from lies and utter disgrace.

She removes her veil; sunken breath,

She looks ravishing after his kiss of death.

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