Silent Dreams Poem by Satish Verma

Silent Dreams



Condemned to look
at the moon without blinking.
You cannot cry once.

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Never wanted to
become a stranger, sucked in
by the weeping cherry.

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The face-lift won't work.
Wrinkles were very deep on
heart. Start a melody.

Tuesday, May 8, 2018
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