A Beautiful Halt Poem by Satish Verma

A Beautiful Halt

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I am disturbed. Restless mind.
When the peace will come to sleep
under the heat of bigotry?

You will find calligraphy
of pain. Beautiful in twilight after
the red drops come from white clouds.

Do you think white masks
help in, when you are forced to
see the dunes of black hawks?

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