Myths Of Ariel Poem by Satish Verma

Myths Of Ariel



Everything begins
with numbers, the curves.
The cleavage drops.

History is written.
Young times. You grow old
in shade of stars.

Brave words carry the
burden of weightless truths.
Moon immolates.

Thursday, October 4, 2018
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