In Oneness Poem by Satish Verma

In Oneness



Why your mystique was
not changing in the war of pygmies
during the last dinner of caravan.

Why don't you feel that
time has not given you a chance
to commit the suicide against the god?

Do not bring the epilogue
before blackness comes under the eyelids.
God will crucify for last humour.

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