Time Was Changing Poem by Satish Verma
Time Was Changing
When you describe yourself,
I look at your greyish hands and
break all the mirrors.
Sheer betrayal. I
cannot count the bodies. How will
we starve to get liberation?
I will not live more
unless you walk with me to find
my burned down temple to ashes.
Friday, August 14, 2020
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