A Big Idea
The moral dilemma was
unlearning.
less than truth.
Downgrading the-
branded witch.
Vaccine was spawning new virus.
O Buddha,why did you
started looking beautiful
and began sitting in a living room ?
Trailing the smoke
I was going to find the-
burning home.
What were those intimate-
words of unthinkable
dirty secrets ?
Satish Verma
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