Tasting Hawthorn Poem by Satish Verma

Tasting Hawthorn

Rating: 5.0


Sometimes you embrace
an invasion. What will you select
to die in the fire or snow?

Think again. Can we repair
the space between two minds? Palliation?
Once you tore through the flowers. Why?

Let me start from the beginning
of end. It was a bleak performance of
love. You were stranded in a mud slide.

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