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Tempestuous
Folder:
Satish Verma Stargazing will not stop.
The will to find the answer,
when the glacier breaks.
You bring the god down
to earth. Don’t want to
bother any door.
A pair of fetters fastened
around my ankles.
I hop to the house of sadness.
The auroral spark
ignites the leaker. Clouds
burst crimson with tears.
A ring of red stones were
markers. Here fell the divine
spirits, climbing on water.
