![]() In DarknessA Poem by Satish Verma![]() Talking to Morpheus when moon was asleep.![]()
Talking to Morpheus
when moon was asleep. I was not guilty of waking you up. In splinters, the man goes deaf and dumb. A violin was thrown on the track to stop the music. Death becomes a finger, points at you. The rodes become blind. There was no D-Day for exit. © 2020 Satish Verma |
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