Let Us See Poem by Satish Verma

Let Us See

Don't give me anything.
Let my blood flow through the river of
eyes. A tree dies standing.

Who is ready to go?
The demons want you to put to
torture. Nemesis was different from revenge.

The philosophy of existence
is, how do you define love? You want to
alter the will of god?

Wednesday, August 30, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy,river,standing
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