In Bell Time Poem by Satish Verma
In Bell Time
Moon was not dead.
Now who will kiss the moonlight
on your face? Dark matter quivers.
Night sky was lit up.
There was a flower show to celebrate
the beauty of supermoon.
Soaked eyes sometimes
look beyond you. The contrast
hurts. Didn't want to privatize.
Friday, July 31, 2020
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12/18/2025 8:03:21 AM # 1.0.0
Moon was not at all dead. Moon was very calm and we felt moon's beam. This poem is very amazingly penned with much brilliance.