Forces UnseenA Poem by Satish VermaHe was slated to become godless, without engaging―
He was slated to become
godless, without engaging― the nature. The violence continues in every joint, after an ego clash in fractured body. A blood carnival, between divine and the beast, paying the debt of earth. The decadence. Let it be. Becoming beautiful in great decline. The dice has been thrown. A chance to meet― the death after the duel. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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