Scatter The Dreams Poem by Satish Verma

Scatter The Dreams



And when you sleep in
the hurting arms of woes, I
will listen to storms.

My shoulders give you
a vision to go tethered, for
the sake of undoing.

Your chance takes to
half moonlight to dig out, the
old coins of love.

Saturday, October 14, 2017
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