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Theme: Life

A Tree House

The rubble was still rising 

after the direct hit. The 
private dens were in ruins. 
Salicin? Do you know the

willow-bark? My father said, 
the spirit of the tree healed 
and removed the suffering 
and pain of man. 

Celebrating the cease of 
fire, death moves in a circle, 
seeking the truce between the
cage-free neighbours. 

Don’t pull out the tubers, the 
roots. The ancient souls
live in them. The psyche, you 
will have to read off mute greens. 

Ask the questions. From the wounded 
earth, will be an electric response.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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