Strange Legacy Poem by Satish Verma

Strange Legacy



A landless moment
in a bizarre dream at night.
You run without toes.

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Wrath of innocence,
doesn't want to hear thunderstorm
hiding behind tears.

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This was your red face.
The shadow trembling in eyes
between voiceless words.

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