This Is My Crime Poem by Satish Verma

This Is My Crime

I am upset to
see you. The drama begins.
Life has slapped twice with rich words.

You want to lift
the country with a name. But someone
puts the venom on your tongue.

Gravediggers come and go.
Someone wants to sit on the burning
pyre. This is Dharma of whom?

Tuesday, September 3, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: Life
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