The ExplosionA Poem by Satish VermaI sleep, I wake for a vigil.
I sleep, I wake
for a vigil. What was time? The godhood fails, when you become a beast. The thick cloud of sulphur, after the blast― rains limbs. To meet god, this was so easy? © 2019 Satish Verma |
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Added on September 26, 2019 Last Updated on September 26, 2019 |

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