The moon was shrinking,
I have arrested myself in a cuban
spider's net to sew the windows.
A distinctive fall. This
is an extraordinary time in search of
a new answer paradigm, of a lost love.
The solace was reluctant
to come when you open the door to bring
peace in the dark to accept mortal care.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Satish Verma Poems
Thơ CaSatish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts. You are taken aback. T...
