In blue,
starry night.
Who was ephemeral?
The shifting sand?
*
The evil,
in turbulent waters,
outlives-
the flames.
*
Charred,
earthscape.
It was becoming an art.
You have countless abstracts.
Satish Verma
starry night.
Who was ephemeral?
The shifting sand?
*
The evil,
in turbulent waters,
outlives-
the flames.
*
Charred,
earthscape.
It was becoming an art.
You have countless abstracts.
Satish Verma
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