Paralyzed Words Poem by Satish Verma

Paralyzed Words



He who turns back
to bear the brunt of trajectory
finds a mysterious foul play.

Slanting down, I feel
that everyone was muzzled. I
will ask the stars to shut down.

All desires have become
wants. And anonymous hurts convert
into scars of unhappy life.

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