Like a forgotten
love child, are you same as
I left you sleeping?
A creeper grows on
your face to steal the tears.
Why karma had failed?
At least a small kiss
of revival of dreams could
have saved the moon!
Satish Verma
love child, are you same as
I left you sleeping?
A creeper grows on
your face to steal the tears.
Why karma had failed?
At least a small kiss
of revival of dreams could
have saved the moon!
Satish Verma
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