Goodbye
When the brain swelled,
sun was blinking.
Hanging by a slim chance,
the self-existence, was ready to jump.
You were shoved in path
of death valley. I set myself on fire.
The earth swallows the traffic.
Tears will not flow from the myriad eyes.
Satish Verma
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