Waking In Dark
Stigmatized.
A drone kills a dove.
An aphrodisiac ?
Bashing the ground,
cajoling the sky.
Trapped in bed,
coupling in amber.
You want to rein in
moon, for a shout ?
And weather had the
wasness of a glory.
You wanted to change the gender ?
Would not go near the dais.
Somebody
was burning the doors
Satish Verma
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