Last Confrontation Poem by Satish Verma
Last Confrontation
Rating: ★5.0
For me the future will
not come. After the assassination no
pain was left. Blood had many debts to pay.
Not day all night, I was
knitting a sweater for the moon, who
had been singing for me.
Flowering of the pangs explodes.
Creation of a new epic begins. After
Monday, September 13, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: epic,future
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8/6/2026 1:36:18 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
I was knitting a sweater for the moon, who had been singing for me....beautiful