Some Questions

When would you say it is enough ? No more, any morsel ! Take away my bowl from here to there. When would you say ? The collective prize of the unknown world may be despoiled if you remained silent. The wilted rose sits in my hand. How can I offer it, at the sepulchered god ? It is hurting. The animals walk away after the fill. Do not collect the garbage around them, like you. The naked primate stood one day on his legs and was still standing. Satish Verma