Virginity

satishverma

In half-moon
you have been crying inside,
where the light has gone?

I learn from you
small things like kissing
the blood of the thumb―

When the arrow was
shot towards the tiny eye
of a dead snake.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 5th, 2024 19:29
  • Category: Nature
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