Mystery Of Life Poem by Satish Verma
Mystery Of Life
I am returning
your wealth to succeed in life, not
to taste the venom of viper.
A moment of prodigal
hand to spend your salt to lick
all the body. Will you ever be nobody.
My pain has wings,
flies. I want to write on the Rosetta stone
My language is unspeakable.
Monday, April 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
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