Behind The Glass

satishverma

I will write a very 
soft poem for you today. 
Moon had promised 
to standby. 

You cannot stay outside 
your lips. They were frozen. 
I will trap a ray of light 
when you fall in a pit. 

Such aplomb. I must 
give you a gift of an Ariel. 
Come equinox, I will wait 
for the harvest moon. 

The pure hymns. I 
turn my gold ring for a miracle. 
The scars were singing again. 
Out of reach, a star winks.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 10th, 2019 19:54
  • Category: Nature
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  • psychofemale

    interesting write and I mean that in a good way 🙂



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