Writing Furtively Poem by Satish Verma

Writing Furtively



Becoming musical
at the end time,
like a whooper's swan.

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The poet sings
for carnations, when
the snow melts.

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The secret,
you do not want to share
with death.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014
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