Song Of The Sky Poem by Satish Verma

Song Of The Sky



Strawberry moon
descends. Words wait for
your hubris. The lake

Never arrives,
doubting the color of
rising sun. I get

My gift of sacred
punishment to solve the
love's chemistry.

Saturday, August 10, 2019
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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 August 2019

With the wonderful imagery moon is described as strawberry. This poem is definitely an excellent poem shared here.

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