LamentingA Poem by Satish VermaFor unspoken answers, there was always the─
For unspoken answers,
there was always the" question, why hawks were needing the peace? Tied to innate fringes, I want an explicit display. The prologue was very misleading. War was inside and outside. Were you a hobbes- ian? I am not afraid of death. Reacted so violently. The colored shirts should be taken off. Let us see the scars! © 2017 Satish Verma |
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