Fire In Chains Poem by Satish Verma

Fire In Chains



An earthly love, wears the sun
to collect Delpheniums, the larkspurs
made of blue color of your eyes.

I had given your name
to the crazy black rose for all time.
Moon starts fading after the night.

Wherever we go, hydrangeas
mopheads of purple, pink blue colors
come as strangers to meet us.

Thursday, September 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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