If The Road Doesn't EndA Poem by Satish VermaIf The Road Doesn't End
Where will you go?
I am not accepting myself in a windowless vault. The luxury of kinship takes a toll. Will it make a difference, if you don't fill in the missing words in the message unwritten? It works to kill yourself for the sake of dying light, before the blood moon rises. There was nothing left to say. © 2024 Satish Verma |
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