Imploring

Imploring

A Poem by Satish Verma
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The ledge, jutting out in quivering water.

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The ledge, jutting out 
in quivering water. 
Moon was sitting underneath, on floor. 



I will look out― 
for a songbird. 
Something secret, I wanted to share. 



I do not abuse anybody, 
like a mockingbird― 
I make a fool of myself.

© 2017 Satish Verma


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Added on March 27, 2017
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