Poems by Mihir Deshmukh

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  • The clock struck twelve,
    time for the final call...

  • Mirror (8) 3

    He woke me up in the morning,
    cutting his hand on the broken glass...

  • I sat on the silent sand,
    as the water trickled below my feet...

  • It was prime time, the question did prevail,
    but to utter those words, every time I failed...

  • The streets were deserted,
    the sun was sucking my soul...

  • I once had two gods,
    one white and the other black...

  • Rising in a vortex of smoke,
    leaving behind this ashen heart...

  • She Fades (4) 1

    A silent figure,rowed in the dark,
    It had no lust for the silver moon...

  • She Was Deaf
    I thought she was deaf...

  • It was a blank face,
    a symbol of serenity and calm...

  • In this poem there's no frill,
    sorry if it doesn't give you any chill...

  • Coming in through the window,
    the darkness illuminates the room...