I Don't Sleep Poem by Satish Verma

I Don't Sleep

Sitting like a stone,
there is righteousness. Who was wrong?
Let me search for a needle in a haystack.

A red moon sends
heat. The sun gonna blink. Cannot
revise the kiss of roses and thorns.

What I am is, life is not.
A blood vessel bursts in your eyes
to see the integrity of white eagle.

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