Error Was Mine Poem by Satish Verma
Error Was Mine
When you plant the
crimes, the song of stone reaches
ripeness. The blood seeds come.
Why is aging destroying
everything? Mushrooms are saddened.
The fumes are rising again.
A cancerous lesion was
yours in burning days. The skin
is changing color. You have to explain.
Sunday, November 5, 2023
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