Knock On My Door Poem by Satish Verma

Knock On My Door

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I tell the suffering,
you were too sincere. Without
ears I listen to the voice of void.

Scatter the tears on
rose petals. I learn the shock of
weather, when vision is lost.

What happens when
you walk in water to kiss the
bottom of the sea only your hands are visible.

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