satishverma

Gleanings

Autumn moon― 
in full grace. I have 
come out to say hello. 

* 

Everything was in 
order. A stunned silence. 
The cuckoo gives a long call. 

* 

Long ago, such 
was the night. I 
wrote my first poem. 

* 

My innocence, 
intact― I still feel 
my stupidity.