Theme: Life

Talking To A Friend

Living between the deaths as a witness
to a silence between the words.
Leaves had fallen:
yet a dry tree was still flowering exuberantly
under a scorching sun. My day has come,
but I was far away from shores of the other body.
From unknown to unknown, I am the self, I am the known.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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