Golden LeashA Poem by Satish VermaGolden Leash
It was religion.
The yellow viper will strike. No weight of sin. The spirit will not wear a body if I fail to die in your hands. The bridal oath drops some words to become winged and fly away. © 2024 Satish Verma |
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Added on March 18, 2024 Last Updated on March 18, 2024 |

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