Exploring The BondsA Poem by Satish VermaExploring The Bonds
Like a lifeless child,
clasped around the breast, moon was coming up in the sky with fastened cloud. A frozen embryo― has become a supernova. The democracy makes everybody poor. Slithering, your face becomes a mask, to hide the bruises of mangled truths. The vision takes a new turn to liberate the psyche from the trap between our eyes, where the sun sets. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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