The Sunrise

The Sunrise

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Centrality suffers. A poem

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Centrality suffers. 
A poem 
cries. 

The kingfisher 
dives 
to find the depth of water. 

Ready to strike 
beyond― the 
horizon, black hole. 

With September 
blues on― 
my hands, I pray.

© 2019 Satish Verma


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Added on May 3, 2019
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