Winter Backdrop

satishverma

An earthy scent 
rises, when― 
you rain in me. 

The hole in 
heart. Naked 
as salt of eyes. 

My roving boat 
sinks near 
the banks of ashes. 

Pure and white 
like snow 
you fall on my lips.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2019 20:25
  • Category: Nature
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