Don't Die

Don't Die

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Don't Die

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It comes nearer
and nearer every night,
the face, like fog.

A cult of moon
spills the milk on the pink lips.
Salt and the honey.

Before fated
kiss of death, you pluck,
roses from eyes.

© 2024 Satish Verma


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Added on June 17, 2024
Last Updated on June 17, 2024
Tags: Life