(5-6-1935 / )

Basic Schooling

Look into my eyes.
I was changing every day
to read your genes.

For supertruth of
isness invalley of sparks,
when peaks glint of gold.

Like a black hole
eating watercolors of
dragged, setting sun.

by Satish Verma

Other poems of VERMA (4551)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.