What I SayA Poem by Satish VermaWhat I Say
Meticulously you
are taking off your mould. I will pay my debt. Trembling I would write my name on the naked stem of your bo tree. Winter will settle one day on your branches. I will be found in root words. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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Added on May 20, 2022 Last Updated on May 20, 2022 |

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