Water Is Burning Poem by Satish Verma

Water Is Burning

My one poem descends
daily, lightly, like white orchid. I
want to read more, print on the sand.

Why do you carry a firefly
in your palm? You do not want to
go into the dark night of another world?

How do you see in
your luminance of heart. One
way it bleeds, another way cries.

Wednesday, January 10, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: firefly
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