Time Will Take RevengeA Poem by Satish VermaKnife for knife. Shadows were chasing,
Knife for knife.
Shadows were chasing, the slain. Flawed, you were at wrong place at the wrong time. You need to learn, how to die anonymously. It was always extreme. The temper, the love, the hate. You could offer yourself for idiopathic study. A trail of broken limbs partially leads to truth. Adrenaline can cause you to shut the mouth. The organized violence, ultimately triumphs. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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