Unfinished Script

Unfinished Script

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Your hands were chopped off. How will you write

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Your hands were chopped off. 
How will you write 
the poem now? 



Truth was�"� 
an alloy. Need to mix some 
lie in pure gold. 



Why did the 
roses cry? The saint was 
not in the tomb.

© 2017 Satish Verma


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Added on June 19, 2017
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