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Theme: Life


Speaking of our troubled times, 
Incensed, enraged, 
the crowd seeks revenge. 
Reason drowned, 
Untruths pitted against individual. 

My heart bleeds, beneath this monstrosity, 
point-blank you ask the question. 
Give me a chance to recover 
I am deeply perturbed today. 

Mist is settling on hills. 
Cannot see the world through the vision of sunless god, 
and I am going to walk under a cloud. 

Ruthlessly, the dust moves on 
covers the faces. 
Normalcy is out of town. 
People float like corpses. 

Toothache hurts. Caries are very deep. 
Pray that it stops. I cannot chew the words.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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