How Blue Was My CountryA Poem by Satish VermaThe godman also had an underbelly.
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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