Mode Of Dying

Mode Of Dying

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Brutal. Another lover too. Four-letter words kill.

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Brutal. Another lover 
too. Four-letter words kill. 
A self deception begins. 
You shut up in yourself. 

From meaningless trivia you 
want to extract peace. 

The leather was becoming feminist. 

You can eat your partner 
if conflict increases. 

Will you like to read Camus 
again? Especially- The Myth of Sisyphus? 

The humming birds are 
disappearing. No trumpet shaped flowers. 

Half-naked in beachdress― 
a truth was swept away.

© 2019 Satish Verma


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Added on July 3, 2019
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