Walking Moonly Poem by Satish Verma

Walking Moonly



Never- before you had
come on my wall. The flash point
was seething with boiling plasma.

A blood bath repeats
the history of violent empires. The
implosion comes with ingenuity.

Speaking less brings the
judgement of wise pains. In rapture.
love proves thicker than blood.

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