Voicelessly

Voicelessly

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Listening from the walls what was not sacred.

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Listening
from the walls what
was not sacred.

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A bipolar body―
slaps the weird
space, between your eyes.

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On the morning
of new year
a hungry panther waits.

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Before he exploded―
himself, he wrote
his name on boots.

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The petunias
were always laughing
after the rains.

© 2020 Satish Verma


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Added on March 12, 2020
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