Satish Verma

Gold Star - 41,226 Points (5-6-1935)

Arts - Poem by Satish Verma

Why the jasmine was
now becoming sensual?
Drummer was dead.

The blackbird comes
again to sing bluesy.
Clouds on moon?

Economy of love?
Will you bargain the
delta for stone?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2013

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