My Things Your Things Poem by Satish Verma
My Things Your Things
Sailing on flames to the river
inside you., I disappear in your thoughts
to swim in the eyes of moons.
A dead hibiscus wakes up
in your hand.You fondle the denials
of pain of internal bleeds.
You will know I hear footfalls,
of walking ferns in my abandoned
pages of burnt out ars poetica
Monday, August 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/4/2024 1:55:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
