Some StupidityA Poem by Satish VermaYou collect the crowd and it will
You collect
the crowd and it will change the truth. Have you seen it coming? The sounds? The kiss of greed? Are you going to climb the rope in air? A magic of collecting the coins to become the richest man. Irregular beats will stop the band. The vision falters and you let me go. The burning bush will take you. © 2018 Satish Verma |
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