Still In LoveA Poem by Satish VermaStealing from your eyes a visibly
Stealing from your
eyes a visibly upset moon. I believe, it was not a tough stand to shut the door before wearing the mask. You will not cry, for my sake. You don't want to grow old with the pain. Who will have the last laugh? Misogyny. Moon was changing the gender from the west to the east. On the lonely road a peacock spreads the beautiful wings and starts a dance. Finding a mate becomes a catholic thing. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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