This road
does not lead to my home.
Do I ask the lake?
*
Tonight, the moon
shows a wrinkled face
and depression.
*
An untitled
poem, will find a blank
page of life.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: January 1st, 2017 22:40
- Category: Nature
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