Fall Of The Essence Poem by Satish Verma

Fall Of The Essence

Restrained. A day
wasted again to find the truth
of pearl without oyster.

Go ahead. You will
not cross anything. Stealth hurts. You
will suffer silently. A love within a love.

Go, when you walk
on hands in sleep. It was the heart bleeding
for jasmines in the sun falling on dust.

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