Why Am I Me? Poem by Satish Verma

Why Am I Me?

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I will commit the
strength of love in rose buds.
There was an exodus of pain

Loud thinking. Your
future lives in your eyes. Dead
men start walking in haste.

I will refuse me. No
face making. Standing below a
palm tree, you win, and you fall.

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