Walking In The Woods Poem by Satish Verma

Walking In The Woods



Like war of words.
A fierce battle of winds
erupted between
mountain and woods.

There was no
rain, after the clouds
gathered. It was time
to say goodbye―

to moon. The sky
was playing host
to fireballs and coming
meteorites like man's fall.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014
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