Nobody Was InnocentA Poem by Satish VermaYou were not facing the facts to defeat yourself―
You were not facing
the facts to defeat yourself― with palm leaves wiping away the stains of moon. The confessions were not valid in light. Darkness will decide the fate of an exhibitionist. In the game of survival, onlookers become strangers. You will not stand on your feet. Invisible hands clap. Sometimes we don't talk and look eyeful. I have nothing to begin today nothing to finish. The sea swells up without a storm. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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