Of All Time Poem by Satish Verma

Of All Time

Rating: 5.0


I ask you, to be my
rage. Unwavering in
the timelessness.

No more I was
protagonist. New moon
will sit on my eyes.

Bare foot I walk
towards the burning pyre, to
see the ascent of ashes.

Wednesday, August 7, 2019
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Bernard F. Asuncion 08 August 2019

Amazing poetic expression, sir Satish...10+++

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