Standing Out From The Crowd

Standing Out From The Crowd

A Poem by Satish Verma
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The weight of charity sits on my shoulder.

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The weight of charity
sits on my shoulder.
I call for healing
on my terms.

We will divide the
funeral rites for undead―
nourshing survivor's massive,
sin. My path to truth opens.

Chasing a butterfly for
redemption, stuns me.
You were born of your―
own seed.

The guilt ultimately
overtakes. You initiate
unloading the vowels. Words
start flying without wings.

© 2020 Satish Verma


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Added on July 5, 2020
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