Myth Of Golden Love Poem by Satish Verma
Myth Of Golden Love
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Soot was thickening.
The fugitive wants to come back.
This was not my day. A psychoactive.
This was not your day.
The earth needs a pause to think about
life studies. But Buddha sleeps.
A Sylvia Plath takes
turn. You want to bloom anger against
the opioid sleep in sun.
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4/27/2024 12:43:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great philosophy write in its utter brevity... appreciated and admired.