Wind's Song Poem by Satish Verma
Wind's Song
Bringing the pen down
I won't chew the words, and carve them
on my chest. I Love you.
Life translates the pain
into black ink. It was a sulphur
spring. Hot gates of love were shut down.
Blood waves come and
go. I leave my footprints on the sands.
Here I meet my goddess, who will swipe them.
Wednesday, March 29, 2023
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