Strange MathsA Poem by Satish VermaStrange Maths
I will go as I had
come, and then plunge into void― betraying myself. It is very agitated existence, living with weird, complicated beings. With metaphysical lenses, you become confused between X and Y and gender was lost. Dying was difficult when everybody wants to live. Human rights become your property. Come September and you dive into depression. How much money you need to die? You cannot ape the speechlessness of moon standing near your lips. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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