Engagements

satishverma

I intuited.
Something had crept into
my room in dark,
and slept on my bed
devastating me.
It was a moonbeam.

There was no animal on the loose.
Activism had empowered the gender base.
One long nightmare started
between innovation and miracle.
Unwritten, I was loth
to understand you.

The abstract sky was
ravishing the moon. I become
visibly upset. Ask you to shut
the door and start reading me.
I had become an epic
of water.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 25th, 2016 22:37
  • Category: Nature
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