Theme: Life

Pleading

Moon-eater, I am my poem:
fantasy of words
traveling through fog.

When light sneaks in,
would you like to weep
with me?

Dear death,
I am not ready to
close my chapter.

You are you
but I am not me -
taking a flight in dark.

Disintegrating,
I am collecting the spiderwebs
to catch the moon.

08-Feb-2013

More By  :  Satish Verma

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