Deep Voices Poem by Satish Verma

Deep Voices

Rating: 5.0


In my smallness
I think tall. Nymphs want to
become ageless.

Black earth moves
the moon― Spirits were
saddened. Mayflies.

Would die in one
day. The wholeness has a
purpose to kill.

Wednesday, October 30, 2019
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Bernard F. Asuncion 31 October 2019

A profound poem.........10+++

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