Last Dawn Poem by Satish Verma
Last Dawn
A tardy spirit, when
you cannot change yourself.
The blue birds laugh.
Most needed was
the economy of words for
the brutal future.
Take my footpath
and walk towards the galaxy
to read human cost.
Saturday, September 8, 2018
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5/7/2024 9:06:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Satish, such a profound poem.... ....10+++++++ but I can’t rate anymore since yesterday hehehe😁😁😁