My Edge Appears Poem by Satish Verma
My Edge Appears
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You make a temple.
God dies daily. Where truth has
carried away my love?
The past year moans.
I don't want to go back to meet
myself. A neonist was needed.
Why your face was
unmooned? Why do I feel my faith
was exiled? Man was still imperfect?
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