Noises Of Stampede Poem by Satish Verma
Noises Of Stampede
The pink moon will
stay up to gray dawn. I will
meet you in prayers.
You just slept in
my arms to decipher
the dreams of unknown.
Violence creeps into
my eyes when crazy sun
starts beating the clouds.
Thursday, February 27, 2020
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