![]() GraphicsA Poem by Satish Verma![]() Drunk at midnight, playing with![]()
Drunk at
midnight, playing with moon squibs. * Hearing" a nocturne, the spirit soars, when you are drowned. * A galaxy invites me for a night vigil. Some elixir will rain. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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