Winter Story Poem by Satish Verma
Winter Story
When clouds were
drawing graffiti on sky,
where were you?
Untamed manners
in a profound grief
brings back the black buck.
The buck stops here,
fallen on the golden ax.
Get me the lantern.
Friday, October 12, 2012
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4/25/2024 2:38:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A sweet winter poem my friend