Walking Into You

satishverma

Tonight
the nectar will be spread
to tame a random tormentor.

Black and white,
I never saw my father weeping.
Lonely he was.

I am
my own creation today
weather beaten. Confession to -

confession, unread. When the-
storm was tethered,
there was flooding and neck deep-

you were in tears. Am cannibalizing
my own poems, to write a new line.
It was a midnight moon.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2016 22:46
  • Category: Nature
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  • drgnchaser

    nice poem, interested in reading more



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