Treading―
through self, you will
discover your other side.
A gateway
lotus pond, where you
will talk nonstop to poems.
My evening dress sheds
the microview―
of flesh for rising moon.
A pansy speaks
for the first time of
death's dilemma, to stay or to go.
Satish Verma
through self, you will
discover your other side.
A gateway
lotus pond, where you
will talk nonstop to poems.
My evening dress sheds
the microview―
of flesh for rising moon.
A pansy speaks
for the first time of
death's dilemma, to stay or to go.
Satish Verma
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