How Blue Was My Country

How Blue Was My Country

A Poem by Satish Verma
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The godman also had an underbelly.

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The godman also had
an underbelly.
He lost his vision,
came full circle.

Now paper lamps
float in rows
on tear effect.

An underdog―
becomes a horseman,
follows the royal buggy
with a naked king.

The verdict was
very simple.
It was a nightmare.

© 2019 Satish Verma


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Added on November 15, 2019
Last Updated on November 15, 2019
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