End Of SufferingA Poem by Satish VermaEnd Of Suffering
Snow and Sparks. Methane
burns. I will scramble for the moon in dark woods. The desires leave the scars in dreams. I walk in sleep to touch you. Where the world was going? You dismember the frog's limbs. No rapes. © 2023 Satish Verma |
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