Every Man Is A Word Poem by Satish Verma
Every Man Is A Word
Rating: ★4.2
When you forget to
cross the darkness, the moon
declares not to come again.
When your consciousness
leaks, you think separately. In minuscules
the nuance opens the window of pain.
When my love assembles all
the venom in, my lieu of bites, my
colour slowly turns blue.
Thursday, July 7, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: colour
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10/14/2026 7:55:15 PM # rel_20260925T122446Z_7d6ee41
Profound and soul stirring, Satish!