To Dying Muse Poem by Satish Verma
To Dying Muse
Rating: ★5.0
I tried to sleep
under the sun at night. From moon
to moon summoning the pains.
Someone wants to cut
the clouds. I was indebted to darkness.
Blue light comes to kiss me.
The witch-hazel wails.
Let the blood flow from the eyes
of crying earth. Do you listen?
Saturday, October 23, 2021
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5/21/2024 12:11:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Blue light comeseautiful poem. to kiss me.......wonderful expression! A beautiful poem....5 stars.