05 March, 2021

Poem Nocturne

You love yourself without
tongue, when you hear the voices
of timeless queer. To who you will kiss?

I don't' flaunt belonging.
Why you want to show the postscript.
Nature will find you one day.


Way before you had come
in my eyes, I had ignited the love
to become supernova. Legacy leaves the imprint.

Satish Verma

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