We Were Too Proud Poem by Satish Verma

We Were Too Proud



The animal wakes
in you, when moon cries.
I bend to lift the sun.

Blood has no Dharma.
I sit as an amber fossil.The
ripple in dust will not take it.

I am worrird about you.
The mating between words
gets ready to fight stigma.

Sunday, April 19, 2020
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