Under Sun's Shadow Poem by Satish Verma

Under Sun's Shadow



Don't drop my words.
Being apart I will not reach you.
There was some haziness on moon.

Eyes half shut, I will draw
your face on the big Hollyhock.
A black butterfly sits quietly.

Who will dismantle the tower?
I lived hereto count the sins of fake
truths. Now I want to leave.

Thursday, October 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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