Treasure Island

Satish Verma

(5-6-1935)

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Drunk at
midnight, playing with
moon squibs.
*
Hearing─
a nocturne, the spirit soars,
when you are drowned.
*
A galaxy
invites me for a night vigil.
Some elixir will rain.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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