YOUR SPACE
Poetry
Revenge
Fidelity was at risk.
The planting moon looks with an intense
gaze. I hold on to the paradox.
You won't return to be
as you were once. Life mystifies the love.
I don't seek any mercy.
How would you be like a big
charming red rose? Even if broken from
the stem the beautiful smell will never go.
How would you be like a big
charming red rose? Even if broken from
the stem the beautiful smell will never go.
A lovely verse, Satish jee.
Padma,
Hyderabad,
Oct 21, 2021
Author
Satish Verma
kantasatish@gmail.com, Ajmer
Oct 21, 2021