A Wedding Impossible Poem by Satish Verma
A Wedding Impossible
A truth does not need a
crowd. I walk alone, when you
don't move. Moon will undo.
Death claims the age
of unhealed wounds and then will ask
to drink the hemlock slowly.
Your legs giveaway
before you take the last cup. O
Jewel of broken crown, you still shine.
Saturday, December 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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5/3/2024 3:50:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great deep poem. Kismet What will be will be as old she never comes alone.