The Mausoleum Was A Miracle Poem by Satish Verma

The Mausoleum Was A Miracle

It was not you. Poetry
was sufficient to give a soothing embrace.
You will peek through the words.

Pain and utopia.
The boundary was vague. You need a musical
excuse for the evolution of love.

Rosetta stone comes back.
Who were to appease the unseen gods
carrying the weapons to stop war?

Sunday, October 22, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: soothing
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