Make My Ways Poem by Satish Verma
Make My Ways
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This is happening again.
In quietude, man is defeated in
fag, when time stops.
Where do you go in the dark?
Why do you run? Was it a blessing to
start again the progeny of light?
The hills are coming down.
I am engraving my pain on the bare trees.
My book has become a priest.
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