Absinthe Poem by Satish Verma

Absinthe

Rating: 5.0


I was a non-believer in exodus
of nothingness.
Here you are,
I am.

In crimson sky
talking of nobody, unbuttoning the moon.
Fill up my glass
with tears of joy.

And sleep I must
in the arms of sorrow.
There was a shipwreck in absence
while chasing the eyes.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success