Words Crawl On Body Poem by Satish Verma

Words Crawl On Body



Sometimes I want to
throw down the gauntlet to―
fight with gold nuggets.

We remain divided in
silent pains, in a spat with
gods, after losing the lives.

Can you calibrate my
agony with jasmine's tender white
flowers? They wilt like me.

Monday, August 10, 2020
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