DedicationA Poem by Satish VermaAnswering your own question, wrapping the kill―
Answering your own question,
wrapping the kill― as manifestation of God's will. The old earth still bears the fruits and comes face to face with the ungrateful human being. Not touching your breast, I will hear your heart beat once-over. Before the rains come, the rage will sleep with the stones and reconstruct a― prehistoric fault. Apollo wants to leave Delphi and become a monk. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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