DeciduouslyA Poem by Satish VermaYou did not want to play― into the strength,
You did not want to play―
into the strength, of the other. Wrecking the pecking order, to become poorer, giving away your entire height? I could live, without your blasts, O sun, but I need my moon, for whole night. It pervades, the dark matter, in every pore. Like gingko tree I will drop all the pretentions tonight, and become leafless. © 2016 Satish Verma |
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