Night Vigil Poem by Satish Verma
Night Vigil
Let us talk about ligation.
I don’t want to push the –
searing boundaries trumpeting
the sexual orientation.
The butterflies and bees
are disappearing. A petri dish,
a test tube and artificial
thrust through the red lights.
An unbroken promise
lies in shambles.
Availing something less,
had been beyond the topic
of returning back to home.
The desert blooms again
with indignant cacti.
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