Being And Unbeing Poem by Satish Verma

Being And Unbeing



Human factor. You will
always say, I don't know. Why the
variant descent was pointless.

You are blind with your
open eyes. This is full liberation
from the cooing of doves.

A toothless child learns
the truth of lies and laughs at the
mendacious pain. Art of fleeing?

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