Nothing Will Change Poem by Satish Verma
Nothing Will Change
Too personal. Rose
garden. Caged in the eyes of atrocity.
If I have a question, you have an answer.
Between wilting and a
kiss, I will choose death. You become
a bit of a sleeping philosopher.
Words will not kill.
A dream becomes a medusa. You
can start reading on the wall.
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