The Poem
In high definition
you were extolling the
unspoken words.
I was trying to grab that
something, so nice,
like a poem.
My mate !
Let us talk about the
rhythm of wilderness in private.
It has been ages
when we slept together,
like a poem.
Where there was a
waterfall, you were crying,
as a fallen dew. I
wanted to hold you on
the leaf of grass,
like a poem.
Satish Verma
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