Exasperation Poem by Satish Verma

Exasperation



Even the tree enters its shade.
It was very hot this
summer, while walking in moon.

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Sleeping under the cacti
and talking to God. Do you
know the ecstasy of pricks?

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This was my total wealth,
the verses. I cannot spend on you,
Oh my god, what an idea?

Thursday, July 30, 2015
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Abdulrazak Aralimatti 30 July 2015

Thanks for sharing your wealth though very little but very precious.

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Clarence Prince 30 July 2015

It is very hot here now too, but some of us are talking to God, which is quite a good idea! Thanks for sharing!

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