This Cruel Life Poem by Satish Verma
This Cruel Life
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You give me your
love in fragments. All night
I drink the May moon.
It is hot, it is cool.
I cannot catch the fireflies
in your dark tresses.
Will it go like the entire
life to find the completeness
splattered in half words?
Monday, August 3, 2020
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Night is walking dark catching nothing but the corpse in the phantom heart