Parsing

by Satish Verma

Read it,
or do not read
the road map.
Something has eaten into your wings.
You will not be able to fly
in the silent valley.

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The clay gardens.
You always loved, the eccentricity.
A meltdown
refrains the sequenced
shyness. There will be
no moon tonight.

15-Jan-2014

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Comments on this Poem

Just beautiful, like always.

Seshu Chamarty
19-Jan-2014 10:59 AM