Autumn sets
deeper, after equinox. The
homesick moon comes close.
*
Was there any hope
beyond the darkness?
My hands are very dirty.
*
What was the maniac
pain of the sea?
No boat wants to sink.
*
Soundless was your
enemy in bush.
Why were you lamenting?
deeper, after equinox. The
homesick moon comes close.
*
Was there any hope
beyond the darkness?
My hands are very dirty.
*
What was the maniac
pain of the sea?
No boat wants to sink.
*
Soundless was your
enemy in bush.
Why were you lamenting?
Satish Verma
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