Trapped Wishes

satishverma

To revisit my
lost home, I am here to
script a song for you.

To make or not to
make a living-will for me,
as flames are dying.

Wrinkles and veins
unwrap the secret of quake
in twilight of age.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 6th, 2021 19:26
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 16
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    you, at your subtle poetic best
    poetry to meditate over
    than merely read,
    thank you, Guru



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