A Long Night Poem by Satish Verma

A Long Night



Without words, I wanted
to write a poem. Would you
read it from the moist eyes?

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It was a strange thing.
Finding the darkness of whitemoon
in blue air.

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The wolf was there
in the house, to
molest the moonlight.

Friday, November 28, 2014
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