The Blues

The Blues

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Such were the times. You wanted to become sane

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Such were the times. 
You wanted to become sane 
after losing the mind. 

A death trap�"� 
looking in the rear mirror. 
The first word you spoke. 

The ugly turn 
of the events. This November 
a moon eclipse.

© 2017 Satish Verma


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Added on August 4, 2017
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