The Unsung Poem Poem by Satish Verma
The Unsung Poem
You talk of black light,
I am not sure of which sun
you refuse to touch.
In moonlight your
behaviour changes. The space
enlarges for wings.
The flight stalks the love.
Shy of becoming a fossil the blood
footprints will speak.
Saturday, January 28, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
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