Who Was The Winner? Poem by Satish Verma

Who Was The Winner?



Yellow and white
you have bisected my daffodils
eye to eye in paradise garden.

The serene beauty draws
the power of love from the inner well.
Spring bursts after encounter with nuances.

Fumbling from poem to
poem. I would not find the meaning of
pain of bleeding pen.

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