Melted Glass Poem by Satish Verma

Melted Glass



Sometimes I do not
know what is happening.
I cannot say goodbye.

As you unfold, I watch
your proud surrender. I am not that.
In panic lovebirds fly away.

Once upon a time, life
had a meaning. I loved you.
Now river is changing course.

Monday, June 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: goodbye,poem,river
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 01 June 2020

Now river is changing course as love has brought up a nice touch. This poem is brilliantly penned.

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