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Tremulous Light
In my sky your blackbird
a lamp without a light
making a nest of moon
where the fireflies will meet.
A mirror breaks my dream
I paint my graveyard with blood
of a rose which felled a tattoo
from the morning dew.
They make love under a -
cloud in shimmering dark
of vanishing youth; One day someone
will claim the fallen vial.
poem
by
Satish Verma
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