My Blood, My Bones

satishverma

Mind remains occupied
after repeat proxy.
Wanted to kiss the thorns of life

You steal a sentence
to travel back to celebrate
the other side of moon.

Will be the same
goddess will remain in the
asylum of my love?

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2024 20:08
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 10


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