Do Not Talk About Lesbos Poem by Satish Verma
Do Not Talk About Lesbos
Like the fear of the
first man, climbing down from
the tree to bear unknown sorrow.
You have become a
victim of evolution. Your home
has not remained your home.
The scorpion is red. Wants
to go in a circle. Love cannot come out.
A little blast becomes a message.
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: home,sorrow
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