Against The Tide

by Satish Verma   May 31, 2022


Like a dwarf planet,
you follow me in distant
sky, so near? so far.

I love you like poet
Pablo Neruda. My eyes in?
your dreams, wide open.

When the tears would wait
to bloom like hidden flowers?
under the steady rocks.

Not me, not you, were
aware of the rising moon,
between snow and sleet.

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