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Wisdom, wisdomWisdom, wisdom

I will deceive the immortality

in my inadequacy, between myself

and a messy belief.

The sky cracks open.

One unreal moon

slaps the dark clouds.

You want to rest on my shoulder

till eternity.

The silence leads to nothingness.

Over the rifts, space and time

eyes stalk the hands.

You cannot write your name.

You will not move a step,

I will not stay for long.

The distance will defend us both.

Satish Verma

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WISDOM

I will deceive the immortality

in my inadequacy, between myself

and a messy belief.

The sky cracks open.

One unreal moon

slaps the dark clouds.

You want to rest on my shoulder

till eternity.

The silence leads to nothingness.

Over the rifts, space and time

eyes stalk the hands.

You cannot write your name.

You will not move a step,

I will not stay for long.

The distance will defend us both.

Satish Verma

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WISDOM

I will deceive the immortality

in my inadequacy, between myself

and a messy belief.

The sky cracks open.

One unreal moon

slaps the dark clouds.

You want to rest on my shoulder

till eternity.

The silence leads to nothingness.

Over the rifts, space and time

eyes stalk the hands.

You cannot write your name.

You will not move a step,

I will not stay for long.

The distance will defend us both.

Satish Verma

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WISDOM

I will deceive the immortality

in my inadequacy, between myself

and a messy belief.

The sky cracks open.

One unreal moon

slaps the dark clouds.

You want to rest on my shoulder

till eternity.

The silence leads to nothingness.

Over the rifts, space and time

eyes stalk the hands.

You cannot write your name.

You will not move a step,

I will not stay for long.

The distance will defend us both.

Satish Verma

-------------------------------------------------

WISDOM

I will deceive the immortality

in my inadequacy, between myself

and a messy belief.

The sky cracks open.

One unreal moon

slaps the dark clouds.

You want to rest on my shoulder

till eternity.

The silence leads to nothingness.

Over the rifts, space and time

eyes stalk the hands.

You cannot write your name.

You will not move a step,

I will not stay for long.

The distance will defend us both.

Satish Verma

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