Inconsistency Poem by Satish Verma

Inconsistency



Depression―
was deep blue.

In zero-reflux, I was
intimately involved―
with your pride. The conflict
was rising.

Human mind
like shutting off the sex,
was making a bibliography.

Purity of link will
describe a yellow hollyhock,
waiting to be crushed.

It becomes a burden
when I spend on you― my poems.
Chemotherapy had failed.

Sunday, April 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,poem,pride,sex
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