PreternaturallyA Poem by Satish VermaTrying to understand the impossible, I will
Trying to understand the
impossible, I will reach for you or your hidden libido. Gynaecomastia. Life span cut short by despondency. A woman speaks for sex change. Poverty of thoughts, and― death of a theme. It was the one-way street in a ghost town. Something to serve in the way of courtesy, when you start imploding to celebrate the arrival of ash. © 2020 Satish Verma |
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