How we had started
hiding from each other, your
green lies and my dark truths.
*
Moon had crossed my
path when sea was boiling and
you― searching a boat.
*
Who saves the tears,
when there was cloudburst, in
last leg of journey.
Satish Verma
hiding from each other, your
green lies and my dark truths.
*
Moon had crossed my
path when sea was boiling and
you― searching a boat.
*
Who saves the tears,
when there was cloudburst, in
last leg of journey.
Satish Verma
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