1 Poem by S. Taufeequddin Azher

R-H-M; or, The Womb 

rot: the night that will 

come to a redundant end,

the verses forming easy ‘

round the words already there. 

rot: melting sweetness, 

strangely charred. and 

the millennium begins, 

the millennium begins.


S. Taufeequddin Azher is a writer from the Deccan.


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