Uncanny FeelingA Poem by Satish VermaIt was a strange experience coming out of the body
It was a strange experience
coming out of the body to understand the death. And I watched a train whistling by― then I understood, time will not wait for me. I started running against the moon― to forget the empty dream, catching a fever. I am still burning― in grass, collecting the dew, falling from the misty night. © 2018 Satish VermaReviews
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