Still In Love

satishverma

Stealing from your 
eyes a visibly 
upset moon. 

I believe, it was not a 
tough stand to shut the door 
before wearing the mask. 

You will not cry, 
for my sake. You don't 
want to grow old with the pain. 

Who will have the last laugh? 

Misogyny. Moon was changing the gender 
from the west to the east. 

On the lonely road 
a peacock spreads the beautiful wings 
and starts a dance. 

Finding a mate becomes 
a catholic thing.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 5th, 2018 21:46
  • Category: Nature
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