A Design Of Dying Poem by Satish Verma

A Design Of Dying

I want to live again.
Tired of mitigation. One comes
and goes without leaving love prints.

Life has not washed.
well. How can you work for
humanity, when there are animals around?

Why do you change the
nature of lies? Pain dips or debates.
What will the character do? God, go away.

Tuesday, July 2, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: animals,leaving,life
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