Do Not Throw The Moon Poem by Satish Verma

Do Not Throw The Moon

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My poems do not reach
you. Night still burns my heart,
and undresses my wounds.

Half-human in the
pages of epics. I find faces of leopards
digging the tombs with gloved hands.

Do I frighten you my
love? My clairvoyance shows my hands
tearing away all the pages of history.

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