Satish Verma

Gold Star - 36,009 Points (5-6-1935)

Nestling - Poem by Satish Verma

Words are mine.
Otherness will prevail.
I will call you.

Faraway in dark
I will wake up in arms
of a feeling.

A little yellow-
bird has made her home
in the glass window.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013



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