Satish Verma Poet ABC

At the End

A scythe leaves, a 
trail of grains.
There was no exit plan

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for the grass. The 
sparrows, will come 
for a reunion.


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A water pipe leaks.
A crow bends down 
to get the answer.


Satish Verma

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