Sun Doesn't Want To Rise Poem by Satish Verma
Sun Doesn't Want To Rise
The wreckage of old
hurricane carries the culture of
memorial stop. The water will start rituals.
When do I speak the
truth on point that you go to read
Gita? But why does the mirror crack?
Pain was racial. The
shadow changes the profile. The dead
bones become alive in the rains.
Thursday, September 29, 2022
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