Not Burnt-Out

Not Burnt-Out

A Poem by Satish Verma

Not Burnt-Out

You did't need to
pray like the Milky Way
handing on moon.

Why did you follow
me, when I was alone―
hurt, in stampede?

Touch me again
when yellow jasmine wakes.
I will linger all night.

© 2022 Satish Verma

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Added on May 14, 2022
Last Updated on May 14, 2022
Tags: Life