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.

Thursday, September 22, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy,rhyme,snake
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