The Nascent Fears Poem by Satish Verma

The Nascent Fears

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Real gods yet to be
seen. Ghosts are occupying the
temples. The earth simmers.

Brain fog. It is.
It is not. Just wearing the mask
to hide from the brilliant light.

Two moons leaving
the blue sky, came down to
search for the real truth of man.

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