Fake Arrival
Gliding on the clover
you invoke the sky.
A tiger moth lands on the?
sweet viola to seek liberation.
You die to find a rival?
to cheat the moon.
Everynight a silver bleeds
to write your name on the stone.
What you dream, does not
become your neighbour.
You give a big hearty
laugh to frighten yourself.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2016
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