Yesterday Not Today Poem by Satish Verma

Yesterday Not Today

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Your salt hurts me.
My twisted fingers search your
wet eyes. Moon remains blind.

Ah the navel of the snake, ,
was beautiful, when it climbs your chest. Oh
Cleopatra will take a wash of two hundred milks.

The thorns will invite
you to kiss the roses. After some time
they will be spread over the tomb of a poet.

Friday, March 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: cleopatra,snake
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