My Salt Was Not On Sale Poem by Satish Verma
My Salt Was Not On Sale
My soul's half, leave
me alone. Things drop from
my hands, not you.
You become always a
new word in my poems
I will cover inequality.
Will you deceive me
one day like the god without
a temple on road?
Thursday, May 21, 2020
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