8 january 2022
Eternally
In shadow of moon―
amidst banal, repeated answers,
you take a shot.
Moment of truth―
dissembles, the religion
of fear and kill. I hear
a sea of daffodils
going wild.
After the aching, The vision is lost.
You revert to bind
alleys. Between faith and hope
flickering light waits.
You stir and churn,
breach the obscene party
and go for a god.
19 may 2024
1905wiesiek
19 may 2024
Broken BridgesSatish Verma
18 may 2024
Misty MemoriesSatish Verma
17 may 2024
In TemperatureSatish Verma
16 may 2024
O TrinitySatish Verma
15 may 2024
ToastJaga
15 may 2024
Studying LifeSatish Verma
14 may 2024
NonethelessSatish Verma
13 may 2024
I Write With Red InkSatish Verma
11 may 2024
Everything Is BlackSatish Verma