Bruised Spots Poem by Satish Verma

Bruised Spots



After the deluge: dark,
where the river,
meets the sea-
a city becomes a ghost.

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The narrator,
went to sleep,
A story moved on.

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A replica
steps out from the black
water, white
as the moon.

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