The snarled monogamy
needs a firework.
A solitary moon walks on a lake
nonchalantly.
The marriage
between the planet and moon
was falling apart.
In amphora lies the secret
of a jeweled crown. Cynical
berries were searching
a quartz to find the truth of the bush
where the colors were mixed.
There is no further news of
half-crazy stars who became
pretty girls to start trading
their shines.
Mr Verma, I like your poems like Commerce. Please read my poem Oath. Yours Gajanan Mishra
Very good. Thanks Mr Sharma. I like your poems. I invite you to read my poem. Yours Gajanan Mishra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good trade! ! The sweetness of monogamy! !