Dragging My Load Poem by Satish Verma

Dragging My Load



Killing myself
creating a new man, breadth
by breadth without birth.

Ash smeared on your
forehead, you move towards setting
sun. Flames write your message.

On the chest of dead.
There will be no past, no future
in the dust of fallen warriors.

Saturday, July 4, 2020
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