Playing With Marbles Poem by Satish Verma
Playing With Marbles
Rating: ★5.0
When you left, I had
covered my mirror not to
see my swollen eyes.
Who takes control
of whom? I was victim of
animal bites.
The path to lake
was open to bohemians,
who always wear blues.
Monday, May 27, 2019
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4/25/2024 10:32:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A well written poem, sir Satish.....10++++++++++++