Thursday, February 10, 2022

Unlisten

Sparrows were eating
the sun. I will not see my own death.
Can we resuscitate the moon?
A poem that is thought-provoking with depth in sense, Satish jee.-Padma

Posted by Satish Verma at 6:38 AM
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