Dry Leaves Start Flying Poem by Satish Verma

Dry Leaves Start Flying

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Was it physical, when
you touched the heart? Why did
you leave something, which is a mystery?

My pain still lives
in the poems after refuting the desolation
of humanity. A crack bellows the fire

I was I am not. I
talk and talk to find the truth of
crying earth. Will it survive after its murder?

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