Poetry

Satish Verma


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28 october 2020

Difficult To Understand

To connect with a reclusive mind,
was an uphill task.
You become-
vunerable again.

Everyday the curtains
come down after the entry of
assassin bugs.

Long-legged, bloodsucking
predators would roam
and abduct the phrases.

The young turks break
the nest, petals strewn, a
rose dies in my hands.

My night journey begins
I let out a poem
to become my lantern.






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