Like A Hermit

satishverma

Wading in tears
you want to catch time. Sun
will bake your eyes.

You undid my charm,
weaving a web, wearing the
threads of wounds.

Do prayers help the
cobalt valley of cleaved
breast in moon?

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 24th, 2023 20:21
  • Category: Nature
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