Always A Thunder

Always A Thunder

A Poem by Satish Verma
"

The nightingale was very sad. Nobody

"
The nightingale was 
very sad. Nobody 
was taking a call. 



A scream would 
go unheard, when 
the floodgates are opened. 



The snake will not 
change the color. It 
will watch the Noah.

© 2016 Satish Verma


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Added on July 18, 2016
Last Updated on July 18, 2016
Tags: Life