The Mannequins Sing Poem by Satish Verma
The Mannequins Sing
A midnight break.
The burning door. Manslaughting
begins. Dehumanizing. Terra firma cries.
A new fall. Moon is
fading rains tears. An unborn
god dies. Somewhere you are caged.
Night terrors. A lilly shuts
the eyes. The blind iris starts searching
Buddha in the garden of the love.
Tuesday, August 22, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: rains
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