Tempestuous

satishverma

Stargazing will not stop. 
The will to find the answer, 
when the glacier breaks. 

You bring the god down 
to earth. Don’t want to 
bother any door. 

A pair of fetters fastened 
around my ankles. 
I hop to the house of sadness. 

The auroral spark 
ignites the leaker. Clouds 
burst crimson with tears. 

A ring of red stones were 
markers. Here fell the divine 
spirits, climbing on water.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 18th, 2018 19:27
  • Category: Nature
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