Rising DilemmaA Poem by Satish VermaRising Dilemma
Lakeviewing was a
silent affair between two. One of us will drown. * How will you care for me, if you were allowed― to die in rapture? * The boatman failed to sight the land. A fireball descends to knife sea. © 2023 Satish Verma |
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