![]() OversightingA Poem by Satish Verma![]() With shaking hands you give a fatal push![]()
With shaking hands
you give a fatal push to the old year. * Inner turmoil falls through the cracks of your persona. * A troubled past wants you to end the slavery of sleeping, between birth and death. © 2017 Satish Verma |
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