Slanting the Picture

This road
does not lead to my home.
   Do I ask the lake ?

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   Tonight, the moon
shows a wrinkled face
   and depression.

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   An untitled
poem, will find a blank
   page of life.


Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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