Blue Triplets Poem by Satish Verma

Blue Triplets



Half waking in red
moon, to seek revenge of
fallen grace of sun.

Was worth the pain of
dying light of meniscus
waiting for songbirds.

Farewell for home―
less, who would not come back
after the sunset.

Thursday, November 16, 2017
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