Who Was Disappearing? Poem by Satish Verma

Who Was Disappearing?



In my soreness and
shadow, the poem speaks. In bleached
eyes, you burn without sparks.

The despondent moon
will unsee the sunset and barge
in the lake. A lone tree starts trembling.

It was scary to count
the stars, one by one entering the black
hole. There was no mercy.

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