Theme: Life


The war game begins. 
You hide the sex behind 
the hedge. The power 

has gone for sale. Bury 
your face in colloquies 
for an internal search. 

A native pain invades the 
mannequins. The fine dust 
of lies covers the nudity. 

Do you need a war stimulant 
to dehumanize the killer? He 
dragged the kid by hair and 

shot point-blank. The saliva 
uncoils. You start spitting 
everywhere and on the face of god.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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