4 february 2019

poetry

Satish Verma
Satish Verma

This Was Love

The feel, it hurts 
when you 
open the eyes. 
 
The world 
returns you back, 
your name. 
 
A moon 
will miss the 
night, the darkness. 
 
A door shuts. 
Nothing moves, except 
the footfalls of unknown.

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