Golden Birds Are Falling Poem by Satish Verma
Golden Birds Are Falling
On timeline I start
finding the sun in darkness. The
pain has to come, but will not.
With whom I would
talk to arrange the full bodied
drowned truths in our hearts.
The silver barge cannot stand
in the cyclone-unheard..Collect the
handsome corpses of them who wanted to live.
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