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A Very Hurt Poem
by Satish Verma
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  Last night 
moon was following me 
discreetly, 
skirting behind the trees. 

A white splendor 
drips, 
like a dropped coin 
on poor’s hand. 

Did you see the blood 
on roses? 
The petals were wounded 
in rain. 

Casual violence 
spreads in the streets. 
I write a very hurt 
poem.
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November 03, 2011
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