Light of dawn.
Day begins with
blue memories.
I sweep―
the floor, of mind.
The palm stands witness.
Nightingale,
does not believe in
nihilism.
Don't get mad
at dragonfly.
It cannot stand still.
Satish Verma
Day begins with
blue memories.
I sweep―
the floor, of mind.
The palm stands witness.
Nightingale,
does not believe in
nihilism.
Don't get mad
at dragonfly.
It cannot stand still.
Satish Verma
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