Theme: Life

Sea Shells

I was not there where you are.
Non-stop travel, half the world to meet you.
Outdoors alone in my homeless home
Tonight I will talk to you in sleep from the smoking hurts.
Trespassing the forbidden line to the drowned boat,
I am opening the dark sails.
Hope and the sea apprenticed to pluck the shells from the eyes,
I am wandering on beach.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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