Difficult To Read The Epic Poem by Satish Verma

Difficult To Read The Epic



When fear comes home,
what will I do? A mutant love opens
the door to escort the pain.

A lynx sits on the sill
of the window. My grief marries the blue
mystery of eyes in dead man.

The stones were changing
the colors. Light treks the song of the panheart
of a lover roaming on the moon.

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