No Shadows Poem by Satish Verma

No Shadows

It is vintage
of shame. Do you cross a psycho?
Dominance wants to crush you.

Love comes in fury.
Interpretation of war is challenged.
You create a dream of Taj Mahal.

No, no, someone.
makes a temple and becomes a god.
Was this reality or a fake?

Wednesday, June 26, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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