A Living Death Poem by Satish Verma
A Living Death
I may be saying
goodbye under the stars dust.
At distance moon burned.
I was not familiar
with the shadow of eyes, that
moves faster then vision.
The morning sun
uncovers the pain of sky. How
far was the lotus in lake?
Under the dust of star you can say goodbye. This poem is very wonderful definitely. Death is ultimate truth.
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5/3/2024 10:13:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the dawn sun discovers the pain of sky o now lotus of love is blooming there