Help Me

Help Me

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Help Me

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Love hours.
When you cover your
face with hands,
light dims.

I enter your interocular
space, to understand the
truth ofdissent.

I am learning
from you about the black
theory. You wanted to―
take titanic steps
in small feet.

Human facts.
I cannot breathe.
You possess the power of
manipulation.

A bird doesn't know.

© 2023 Satish Verma


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Added on November 4, 2023
Last Updated on November 4, 2023
Tags: Life