My Inside Is Outside Poem by Satish Verma
My Inside Is Outside
In the final descent
of understanding, there was no
makeup. Each word enters like a thorn.
I will not invoke
any mercy from the creator. My
sculptor has broken on its own.
Accept the punishment
for speaking the truth and invite the
viper to sleep with me.
Monday, September 30, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: Life
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