Two Vistas Poem by Satish Verma

Two Vistas



Will you survive
in black death of white moon?
Who seeks salvation?

To say or not to
say. Be yourself, write the
pain unmovingly.

Not the slave of the
habit, I will call you to
hang the white flag.

Friday, January 5, 2018
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