Naked As Moon Poem by Satish Verma
Naked As Moon
You are not what you were.
You have moved on. You know what is the
the cost of the tear of a rose in the morning?
Some people are very loud.
Some things are not to be said. Certain
things you don't want to hear. Lying lips bleed.
Our journey is long and
may be thugged. No body wants to
sing in the tune of Cobra.
Excellent poem, your title to the poem drew my attention.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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