Coming Out Of Truth Poem by Satish Verma

Coming Out Of Truth

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A poem without a title
hurts me. The reticent phrase
tells the pain in one word..

A knife cuts when I
am impatient. It smells of blood
running as stampede.

I feel sick when smoke
hides a secret. I want to set them
free-unwanted screams of dying vampires.

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