Bleeding And Melting Poem by Satish Verma
Bleeding And Melting
Where you go, sun will
rise. My knowledge was very
poor. I was running after the butterflies.
Do you know me? But
I don't know where I am, a poem
comes. The pilgrim has lost the way.
Pain was time. You
will not explain how beautiful
the game. I am no more visible.
Wednesday, May 17, 2023
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