The Mystery Of Life Poem by Satish Verma

The Mystery Of Life



Asphyxia. Too many
words. They scream. The voices
dominate. Truth dies. New cults

Your mind revolves
The debt of unknown handsfor
human suffering belongs to rich temples.

In your half shut eyes
I will encounter your tears. One
day my impatience will come out.

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