A Cup of Hemlock

Satish Verma

What do I do?
In search of peace you were
breaking your fingers.

For changing the name
of pain. Between the blood moon and
supermoon lies the man's failure.

How an evil eye can
destroy the bisexual animals. I
will prefer to love a unisex.

Starward's picture

Your laconic poems bear a

Your laconic poems bear a sense of mystery that makes for a most compelling reading experience.

Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,

unto the exultations of Heaven.