Circles

satishverma

Releasing the pain. 
Your eyes laugh, 
when you cry. 



An ancient city 
wakes up. A bird, a lizard 
and a beast. 



A triangular hollow 
of the valley 
throws up the moon.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 17th, 2018 19:50
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 7


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