I wanted you as a grain
not as a straw lover.
The effect of a lone moon:
when I decided
to abandon the land of questions
and word by word
erode you magic.
A genital journey lands you
back in explosive fire of being
or becoming not a secret sin.
We bare our wealth, drop
the silence and pursue a path
of destructive carnations.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: June 2nd, 2016 22:12
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
I have read two of your poems and it saddens me that more people haven't seen them. Your words are beautiful and difficult and deserve a much larger audience.
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