Broken Bridges Poem by Satish Verma
Broken Bridges
Rating: ★5.0
If you come near
the moon, you will find the
collective grief.
Someone sets free
hundreds of fireflies
to begin talk with me.
The angels are
becoming boneless. Your throne
is dirty. Temple sobs.
Monday, November 25, 2019
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5/21/2024 12:56:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An intriguing yet very profound write displaying the essence of the turmoil of thoughts in a distressed mind. Thanks for sharing.10 points.