RIPPLE EFFECT

by Satish Verma   Aug 9, 2013


Do not maneuver the
golden night.
Moon will rise in
defiance of dew.

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This world will
not say a word.
The dialogue of moonlight
with sand will continue.

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I throw a stick in
the river. I am going
back to my ancient
fear of Karma.

Satish Verma

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