satishverma
Don't Forget
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Not sensual.
Searching you in daffodils,
like four-leaf clover.
This dysfunctional life,
ought to have given me once,
a piece of moon.
Crammed skull, sometime
gives an abrupt
pause. I become a stone.
Walls separated us.
I would not cross the
river of inferno.
Can we laugh
together, before we peel
the oranges to make
our eyes blink?
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