21 december 2023

poetry

Satish Verma
Satish Verma

Of All Time

I ask you, to be my
rage. Unwavering in
the timelessness.

No more I was
protagonist. New moon
will sit on my eyes.

Bare foot I walk
towards the burning pyre, to
see the ascent of ashes.

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