Apocalyptic

Apocalyptic

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Apocalyptic

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A lone tree
waits.

The song of
flames.Dib. dub.
Dub, dib.

The ocean was
rising. Make a wall
of tears.

Nobody would
listen to the―
rage of earth.
Brown men still
drink tea.

A lone tree
waits.

© 2021 Satish Verma


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Added on September 2, 2021
Last Updated on September 2, 2021
Tags: Life