You Want Natural Poem by Satish Verma

You Want Natural



It was over, the
charisma of the rising moon. But
inquisition has no tolerance.

I have been wrong
to become perfect. Life demands
the pound of flesh for thinking.

Something misses to
come near the Agni and someone freezes
you without water. Where the love has gone?

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