Was It A Warning? Poem by Satish Verma
Was It A Warning?
Celebrating spring
punctuated with an
apostrophe.
How much you owned
your conscience,
in deathly silence?
Love was an execution
drug. It works
inside, not outside.
When the hummingbird
stops flying, would you
get the nectar of pain?
The myth of flying
backward was true
of destroying the ascension?
You give me hope
and insanity, making a
bonfire of incomplete truths!
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