Viscosity Poem by Satish Verma

Viscosity



You see me, once more
impacting the rhyme. I am writing
dipping my pen in blood.

Don't come from the
future. This moment breaks like the
egg and a snake comes out.

Oh sun you have to
still live in the womb of darkness.
Science, philosophy and religions have failed.

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