Corrosion

satishverma

Some things left unsaid.
I will know you by tremors.
But will stand very still.

You need a space to
feel my lips in silent dark.
Birch had debt to pay.

There was no choice to
break from the past of Rafflesia,
you call corpse flower.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 30th, 2022 19:49
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 28
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    'You need a space to
    feel my lips in silent dark.
    Birch had debt to pay.'
    (it is painful, when
    we run, into our Tree
    of Karma
    kissing it, shock - smack
    lip first
    swivelling our heads
    too, fast
    from that past, we run from
    to face
    that future, we burden
    with undoing, all our mistakes
    in life..
    and so
    before Dawn has even risen
    our Tomorrow's are corroded
    by those yesterday's
    we obsess over...!!!)
    Thank you for choosing to share, Guru
    Brilliant!



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