No CriminalityA Poem by Satish VermaPaying back the debt of virility. A lame duck
Paying back the debt
of virility. A lame duck hobbles on the moon. As far as, you can, travel on my body, to― catch the boat. River was on spate, sinking the groves, bushes and fireflies. Don't walk on the clouds. You will fall violently, when it rains at night. The globes rotate the world. You come back to the poles, from where you started. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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