Fighting One AnotherA Poem by Satish VermaFighting One Another
What was your dharma
while sharing an occult? A weird thought flees from the landslide of eyes to find an alter ego. Half home was not needed. A blue lake freezes. I will never ask you to come back. Let the sun melt all the dreams. The littered words start anarchy. You cannot pick the vague meanings of wild verbalism. Moon sinks in sea to lick the wounds. I feel a presence. Jessamine's smile. A bright planet was going to take birth. Nobody wants to be left behind. I take the pen. © 2023 Satish Verma |
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