Golden Birds Are Falling

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Satish Verma

On timeline I start
finding the sun in darkness. The
pain has to come, but will not.

With whom I would
talk to arrange the full bodied
drowned truths in our hearts.

The silver barge cannot stand
in the cyclone-unheard.Collect the
handsome corpses of them who wanted to live.

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Hello. A message to let..

Hello. A message to let you know I've dedicated a poem to you. It's titled 'Who are you?' and was created 3 days ago. I'd be curious to know what you think of it. Thanks.

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The unusual structure of your

The unusual structure of your phrases increases the evocative power of the poem.


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