In Full Moon Poem by Satish Verma

In Full Moon

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Cuddling instinct.
Was that important to
hug a bear?

Standing like a
candlestick, you want to
touch the blue sky.

What emotions do―
you need to beat the
unbroken kisses?

Something crashes
inside, like bone china
to mimic the brutal
fall.

Be some tender―
to me, I am carrying
a burning glass.

Tuesday, October 23, 2018
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Mahtab Bangalee 23 October 2018

nice poem- like to quote Be some tender― to me, I am carrying a burning glass.

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