Chasing The Wild CatA Poem by Satish VermaPushed aside and sequestered, like a
Pushed aside and
sequestered, like a frieze, you hang on a wall. From grape to grapefruit the journey was tedious. When you start reading the mind, the crisis deepens. Cannabis? Like psychoactive; the anger rises against hyper― male identity. A gender based disorder. It kills scores of cuckoos. Who will give now, a mating call? A prison-break. You set free all the songs and release the inmates of conscience. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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