Some Glimpses Poem by Satish Verma

Some Glimpses



Moon rose from
obscurity, once I released
the fury of darkness.

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Do not want to
repeat; why my song was
stolen by flight of birds.

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The negativity of
the penknife. Always tearing
away the heart.

Monday, June 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: negativity,obscurity,poem
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