Swords And Blood Poem by Satish Verma
Swords And Blood
Rating: ★5.0
Don't look back.
You make history. We need more
strength. There is a paradigm of bayonet.
The areolas are turning
red. The black sun wants to defrock
you. Can you in mud?
A sacred dance begins.
Comets run fast. Someone is
going to self-immolate. Cannot see the war.
Saturday, June 11, 2022
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