In CelebrationA Poem by Satish VermaThe giant pain was nameless. Held captive in
The giant pain was nameless.
Held captive in tearless screaming. I have come back in my deserted home. The sitting peace was unstable. Never I will say, I do, going outside the accepted boundaries. No honour killing. Misfit for the slot, you were making your own sky, where you seek liberation from twilight zones. © 2019 Satish Verma |
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