Stings With A Mantra Poem by Satish Verma
Stings With A Mantra
I will evoke your
buried sufferings to meet god.
I am through my stanzas poems.
A swollen eye mites
while running after a peacock.
Someone has poisoned the tail.
With whom I should
talk about the black sins. There
is nothing left in empty hands.
Monday, October 2, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: running
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