Only God KnowsA Poem by Satish VermaThere was no respite from the repeated assaults.
There was no respite
from the repeated assaults. When did I ask you to move slitherly with words? A straight delivery was needed to refrain after the collective suicide. There was a conspiracy theory that a super moon was going to drown you in honey. Now you come back to seek pardon and then start destroying the truths with impunity. It was an intrigued home coming with braided locks. © 2020 Satish Verma |
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