My World Poem by Satish Verma

My World



Espionage. Are you
searching yourself. You are denying
yourself the coup against the gang of gods.

I will sonify your
unheard music. Speculative? Is it dark
under the milky way and it is autocracy?

The nightmares inhibit.
I will not let you go beyond the stars.
There are many dreams beyond the skies.

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