Fragrant honeysuckle
in silence of emptiness,
at sunset, seeks moths.
Like wildfire, you
spread, in the autumn night.
Deep and hat I burn.
Satish Verma
in silence of emptiness,
at sunset, seeks moths.
Like wildfire, you
spread, in the autumn night.
Deep and hat I burn.
Satish Verma
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