Speaking Of Angst Poem by Satish Verma
Speaking Of Angst
Killer was brown―
not white. Snowfall
covers the wounds of earth.
No questions were
asked for the body
lying in your lap.
Invisible was the
hurt, inflicted on my soul―
for not paying the debt.
Let the myth of
glory fall of the man.
It insults the god.
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
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