Essence Of Agony Poem by Satish Verma

Essence Of Agony

Petrified, as if
I am angry with everyone. Nobody
will speak the truth.

Your patience-you
will die with music only. A thinker
will always be a lover.

I was engaged with
dust and stars reading the unwritten
destiny of individuals when the language dies.

Wednesday, April 3, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,life
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