My Gentle Nights Poem by Satish Verma

My Gentle Nights

I call you for a trial,
when I need a castle for a moon
to stay. Thinking was my primal reality.

I want to seek the
freedom of expression of intensity
to teach oneself from all the sorrows.

You want to wear a
necklace for the peace of burning
words. Open your eyes.

Saturday, February 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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