Too Proud To Bend Poem by Satish Verma

Too Proud To Bend



My bruised words
explode. I don't find any
meaning in life.

Why you meet a cobra
and shut your eyes? Time? Will
not wait for the birth of sun?

Darkness breeds thoughts
I break you first then remake
you in twilight to welcome moon.

Friday, March 20, 2020
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