The Penultimate Poem by Satish Verma
The Penultimate
Finding my path in
twilight to reach your abode,
where light lives.
If you are an answer
Iam the big question. You tell
me everything without talking.
Your body smells of
smoke. You were trying to bake
you love on the flames.
Thursday, March 12, 2020
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