Proving False

Proving False

A Poem by Satish Verma

News runs faster than the sun. It is

News runs faster 
than the sun. It is 
dark already. 

You have started arresting 
the shadows. I was still 
talking to a rose. 

Let's go somewhere. Where 
no war cries are heard 
for a day. 

How many, will you― 
count the dead? Each mortal 
wants to go home. 

The postcards, don't 
arrive from the front 

Will you take my message 
by the severed head.

© 2019 Satish Verma

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Added on March 16, 2019
Last Updated on March 16, 2019
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