My PainA Poem by Satish VermaFalling in green love with yourself―
Falling in green love
with yourself― creating violence. Serenity has no relevance now. The edge was asking you to go for a jump. Nil tolerance. I was fighting with me, veiled in uncertainties. Listen, Here lies the crux. Nobility forgotten, I ask who failed whom in this age of betrayals? The evil grows. Shapeless truth was running in fog― and now the dragon rises. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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