Of All TimeA Poem by Satish VermaOf All Time
I ask you, to be my
rage. Unwavering in the timelessness. No more I was protagonist. New moon will sit on my eyes. Bare foot I walk towards the burning pyre, to see the ascent of ashes. © 2024 Satish Verma |
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Added on June 18, 2024 Last Updated on June 18, 2024 |

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