Negotiating
your tomorrow, to
bring you near me―
at eye level affinity.
As night breaks
for sun, you shine with
a strange beautiful poem.
The anklets
learn civility and vibrate
with a heavenly hum.
A pause,
then a rapture of the deep.
The questions
come on surface, for
eternal answers from the night's god.
Sometimes
truth becomes very elementary.
There was no piracy!
-
Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: August 19th, 2020 20:03
- Category: Nature
- Views: 11
- User favorite of this poem: RiverJordan.
Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.