YOUR SPACE
Poetry
Dimpled Pains
The life within, looks
like sequelae of a mysterious flame
like a magpie singing in and out.
We all are like flycatchers
looming on a beautiful garden to find
a mating place in an invisible paradise.
I am not about to speak
about how the static tunnel begins before it
is drowned on the way to the moon
Hoping for the best and leading life is the best part. A lovely poem, Satish jee.
Padma,
Hyderabad,
Sep 02, 2021
Author
Satish Verma
kantasatish@gmail.com, Ajmer
Sep 02, 2021