ExpressionsA Poem by Satish VermaIt was a turf war. The moon was booby-trapped
It was a turf war.
The moon was booby-trapped by clouds. * An electronic claws holds you to the chest of night. * From flesh to flesh, I surrender my nomadic spirit. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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Added on April 21, 2017 Last Updated on April 21, 2017 |

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