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Peace Afterwards
by Satish Verma
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  Was it a summer storm of sexuality? 
Only the chaste statue stood in threads, 
and then went down the cuticle 
with nipple rings. 
The demand of namelessness was rising 

in the dim shadows of brisk tones. 
To step down from sanity, a clown 
was ready to become a hunchback. 
Inserting the name of cupid in the missing years 
the theme will encircle the house. 

First conceived as a rose, its petals 
are covering your cleavage 
and our poor kids are slaughtered without 
a surveyor. Do not read between the blood streams, 
the wolf face has become a bomber. 

Of eternal rage, colours are moving 
from red to gray. Ash was filling the empty bottles.
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June 17, 2011
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