Revelation

In solitude, you meet 
the charred remains of self, 
after owning the body.

*

A bloodsoaked moon laughs 
at the broken dreams. 
Why did you want to grow wings ?

*
The dark skies 
will ask for clemency, 
after sinning against sin.



Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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