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by Satish Verma Jul 16, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
Moon winks. I collect darkness to make sun. I cannot see your face in daylight while hugging black trees. Everyday you fill me with tears of unthinkable. The silk slips from my hands. Will not hate you ever, though you disappear like a fugitive moon. I still walk in woods to hear your footfalls.