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Symbiosis

Perhaps you know,
that you do not know,
the moment of truth is here,
and we are at the crossroads.

Night is without a cloud and
crescent moon is questioning a star.
Ghost of strayed peace has slided back in dark.
Pure chemistry of love is boiling...
Planting the tender flowers on lips, I find nothing.
I think I will go for a new lover.

Strawberry was your choice,
but I always craved blueberries.
Pulpy red and blue black were teeth apart.
Your eyes are unreadable,
a watery grave of pain...
Something impossible should happen
Poetry is waiting for symbiosis.

19-Jun-2012

More By  :  Satish Verma

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