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satishverma

Enemy was within;
invisible,
biting into iris.

Sea was asking,
would you like to sign
on my waves?

I was carrying
the relics. Body wants
to take revenge.

Lifting a kiss
from your lips.
O my death,

I am
living again;
changing the clothes.

A swarm of honey bees
was decending,
near a volcano.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 12th, 2016 00:19
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 40
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  • Vicky A Chai-Brocato

    Real cool poem, I just felt I was robbed. Waiting and waiting on the end that never came. Great poem though. VaV-VOOM!



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