Soft Music Poem by Satish Verma
Soft Music
Rating: ★5.0
I open the book
too stoned
to read my name.
Like a feather,
you roll in
sleep, painless.
The milky moon
was still. Shadows
were trembling.
Mushrooms in
mist, wake up
to stand in circle.
Monday, November 14, 2016
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4/24/2024 8:42:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A profound yet intriguing write. Thanks for sharing.10 points.