In Honeymoon Poem by Satish Verma
In Honeymoon
Something was wrong.
I cannot catch your sleeve
after timeless fight.
Standing under the
pine, you wait for the cloud
birth in water.
The sun begins to shut
the eyes. Will die red before the
moon rises.
Monday, April 6, 2020
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4/29/2024 11:59:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Standing under the pine we see the beautiful aspect of sun that shines with beauty and duty. A nice poem is shared.