In valley of moons
I stood alone to search you,
when daggers came out.
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All night in garden
I was following a lost moon
between dozing palms.
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Will you wake me up
after the chilling encounter
with a screaming poem?
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: July 16th, 2022 20:46
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
Haunting and sad. As poetry is meant to be. Thank you for sharing.
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