MiscuesA Poem by Satish VermaAfter a little wee, I will put the record straight
After a little wee,
I will put the record straight by removing your name from the hit list. No more, the river bleeds, chasing the mannerism, of falling stones on the glass houses. A massive selfie campaign, overtakes the school bus, full of wayward, tipsy wandering kids. The negativity targets the blooms. Roses are roses, they will not stop sending their compliments. © 2018 Satish Verma |
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