Many Blues

Satish Verma

Night begins 
the self-discovery 
with green and cream pills. 

A binary existence 
you would love to 
break the myth. 

The wind in the sails, 
you are going― 
nowhere in darkness. 

All colors of― 
midnight moon, 
were for you. 

Time will meet― 
you in different masks, 
to find the truth.