BreakthoughA Poem by Satish VermaTake a call and bring the upside down.
Take a call and bring
the upside down. The desire becomes supreme. Are you going to redeem for the lost empire? A musk deer will start the scent-marking. This was the price of insecurity in the mob. Unhook the wounds. Life will give you a new pretext to die. It was an ordinary name. No prefix and no frills. You were ready to become anonymous. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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