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Satish Verma

Like deportation
in distant waters, still I
believed myself.

Living in a hole
all my life, understanding
moonrise on lake.

Who gave me the kiss
of roses― pink, black, yellow
colors of the eyes?

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Kiss of Roses

I am re-reading Laurell K. Hamilton Vampire Hunter novels--8 re-done so far this summer--ate em paperbacks 200 pgs. A group of Vampires is a Kiss Of Vampires :D


 

 

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Fantastic imagery, really

Fantastic imagery, really made the poem seem more tangible than just words.  I really like this one.


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