The Golden Hero Poem by Satish Verma

The Golden Hero

We are making fools
of each other. Do we have earthly
love? Somebody is watching us?

Are we in asylums?
Do you think God is a genius?
Do you overhear the pain of the sea?

My voice turns back
I hear my ghost to kill, to kill the
stigma of going down, opening your eyes.

Tuesday, April 9, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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