Strange Legacy Poem by Satish Verma
Strange Legacy
A landless moment
in a bizarre dream at night.
You run without toes.
*
Wrath of innocence,
doesn't want to hear thunderstorm
hiding behind tears.
*
This was your red face.
The shadow trembling in eyes
between voiceless words.
Friday, June 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: innocence,poem,thunderstorm
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