Recent Blindness
Posturing twilightly
on other side,
prisoners of road, walk murder;
miles ahead, destiny was
redefining itself.
Who will quit unassassinated
on wet moon with identical twin
of a black knife ? Exit, reclining nude,
time has come tp ponder its fidelity.
He who waits gets mutilated.
You cannot escape the verdict of a pandemic
violence. The pretenders have gone to the
hills for collecting mushroom clouds. Terror
was becoming a state blood, unspeakable
analysis of matches.
Satish Verma
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