Do not maneuver the
Satish Verma
golden night.
Moon will rise in
defiance of dew.
*
This world will
not say a word.
The dialogue of moonlight
with sand will continue.
*
I throw a stick in
the river. I am going
back to my ancient
fear of Karma.
Moon will rise in
defiance of dew.
*
This world will
not say a word.
The dialogue of moonlight
with sand will continue.
*
I throw a stick in
the river. I am going
back to my ancient
fear of Karma.
Satish Verma
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