To Die For Something Poem by Satish Verma

To Die For Something



Carrying a pillar of
pain, I stand before the sun. The
dementia fails to spoil me.

What is the pathology
of flesh between the souls? Can we
count the steps of spiritual scream?

Picture was horror-struck.
The muse looks beyond the veil
that was covering the inferno.

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