Ceremony In Flames Poem by Satish Verma
Ceremony In Flames
Tears have their own
language. You were my first lover.
Are we two strangers on the road?
When words pass through
the walls, without the eye contact, then
red rain falls. Our pain reflects?
Why did you become diverse
after revelation? The wrath goes transdiscipline.
There was no difference in genius and blood.
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