Theme: Life

A Love Theme

Dusting a rose 
dissecting a heart. There was
ness in the woods. 

I cannot touch you 
O, wood sage 
you were so ephemeral. 

Your hands were 
knitting a bright wound in the air. 
Where was the moon? 

Not a kiss, 
the prodigal sun 
wants a death wish of a canary. 

The snow on the 
eyes. I wished I had 
met you earlier.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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