Theme: Life


When I was arranging daffodils 
you sent in tanks. 

The sky was overcast. 
When I was talking to clouds 
Fireballs are delivered. 

That signals the specific gravity 
is shifting to knobs. 
The artist was going 
to disappear. 

I think of faithfulls. 
How beautifully they talk of 
two moons. 

I had decided to quit 
when you send in a hymn.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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