Ending Was a Ceremony
Unbecoming, you watch
the sunset.
Something snaps.
Violence was loud.
There was no agreement
between the trees.
I draw a plan
and reach the lake
to listen.
There was no
manifestation. Only
unheard voices.
You get the answer.
Satish Verma
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