Satish Verma

In blue dawn
pure truth will hinge on the
personal moons.

I was ready to tell
you all rumors to learn the
art of mimicry.

The air smells of the
masks. Not fakes. Skin dries
up to dew emboss prints.

Starward's picture

The poem is beautiful,

The poem is beautiful, overall, but that first stanza, and the imagery of the moons, is extremely powerful and striking; what a great lead in to the remaining lines!

Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,

unto the exultations of Heaven.