Poem -
The Last Kiss
Denial in eyes
filled with winy hope.
You are fleeing
touching the flesh
with sensation of lips.
Skin is still wet
with mist of breath.
Should i reckon or not,
a lie or an illusion,
or eyes are fictitious?
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Prompt of the poem-"Though with a no in eyes, you kissed me with your lips."---Abhishek Rath.
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