1.
Somebody puts a hand
on my shoulder
I turn around
suddenly it was moon.
2.
Do you hear
the inaudible voices
of abstruse frosting.
The leaves are falling.
3.
What you did not know
was my pain.
When I felt illumminated
in dark.
Satish Verma
Somebody puts a hand
on my shoulder
I turn around
suddenly it was moon.
2.
Do you hear
the inaudible voices
of abstruse frosting.
The leaves are falling.
3.
What you did not know
was my pain.
When I felt illumminated
in dark.
Satish Verma
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