Left in the den of
wolves, the half-brother
becomes human.
You start learning
from yourself.
A vampire, an
alien, fossilized eggs,
the house booms.
On your hand,
O empress I had left
my legacy to face the sea
of tears.
Love in the madhouse
flourished. Moon wept for
the lost of silver coin.
The falling morals
grieve. Money was changing
hands in dark.
Satish Verma
wolves, the half-brother
becomes human.
You start learning
from yourself.
A vampire, an
alien, fossilized eggs,
the house booms.
On your hand,
O empress I had left
my legacy to face the sea
of tears.
Love in the madhouse
flourished. Moon wept for
the lost of silver coin.
The falling morals
grieve. Money was changing
hands in dark.
Satish Verma
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