Parting Day Poem by Satish Verma

Parting Day

Rating: 5.0


Encored, I was ready
to get the gift of stones.
Light dims at the door.

Will stand, thinking. To
look back for the lost baggage.
Will see you again?

There were smudges
on the floor where the candle melts
making hole in palm.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018
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Bernard F. Asuncion 25 January 2018

Satish, such an interesting write...10+++

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