Love Crimes Poem by Satish Verma

Love Crimes

The federal agony.
You will hide your murder.
This is a beautiful world.

I want to know if it
is rational. A smile has fatal
results of rare gratitude.

O my perpetual prayer
don't do it. The fourlegs are always
obliging to reach the slaughterhouse.

Friday, February 23, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: murder
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