Many BluesA Poem by Satish VermaNight begins the self-discovery
Night begins
the self-discovery with green and cream pills. A binary existence you would love to break the myth. The wind in the sails, you are going― nowhere in darkness. All colors of― midnight moon, were for you. Time will meet― you in different masks, to find the truth. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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