Not My Choice Poem by Satish Verma
Not My Choice
It was not opulence.
Black widow eats the mate after
the love. Cannibalism has gone very high!
Will you cheat on me?
I ask the moon after the consecration
of a fallen comet on pyre.
A devout was smearing
the dust, after the white elephant
had trampled the clay temple.
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Reveal Keys To Depth Life Mystery observations in myriad nature keenly observed with infinite perception hold reveal keys to life mystery Inspired by the poem 'Not My Choice' by the poet Satish Verma. Dedicated to the poet Satish Verma.