Walking Away Poem by Satish Verma

Walking Away



A blood oath you
made stabbing the moon.
Will not wait for sun.

Never bled the light
in dark to watch your face
in gleaming tears.

Would you like to
sit under the bodhi tree
to take in Buddha?

Monday, February 18, 2019
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