Poetry

Satish Verma


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16 february 2018

A Pilgrim’s Woe

Strange. You want to protect 
the house after the attack. 
Debunking the grammar. Take 
a look at the cavernous eyes. 
Do you find any rains? 
Refresh drops. You will 
need them, once a while. 
 
The life. Hides many grudges. 
It was scorching. A country 
of cantos in politics. The- 
language keeps on changing. 
What was next, nobody knows. 
The trees were there, the birds 
there, but there were no leaves.






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