Black Roses

by Satish Verma

Wading
in your memories.
Through
an orange smoke.

Against
a mirror,
a lake
shrinks.

Days are smaller now
licking
the night
I will count the candles

Of your birthday.
A haunted landscape
scoops a wedding
of a flame with a gale

19-Aug-2010

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