![]() ParadoxA Poem by Satish Verma![]() Time. Marches on; tasting the blood of hikers,![]()
Time. Marches on;
tasting the blood of hikers, who would not" reach the summit. * Red clover. I walk under the black moon to light" the fire. * Meet me sometime, in the half way house, I have forgotten my name. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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