Theme: Life


Identity ravaged in snow dust; 
now I am writing my name 
in water. 

It was not my time, 
not yours. We play like 
saddened kids today - 

under wounds of stars. 
I beseech the sky to wash 
the tainted roses. 

Where do I go now, to find 
the stolen kisses of moon - 
after I was sick of hot sun. 

Take away all the blue letters 
from my sleeves. I have 
dropped the links.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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