14 February, 2024

Defining Unknown

I broke myself too, when.
build you, O Almighty. Looking
at your gale, trying to become nothing.

Thinking of a martyr,
to be the truth, by giving away
his saddest pain to you.

Night will not dance,
if stars come to wash the moon
with the elixir milk.

Satish Verma

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