Wearing The Crown Of Thorns Poem by Satish Verma

Wearing The Crown Of Thorns

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A crowd of clones
was picking up sleeveless
shirts from potter's field.

Strangely nobody knows,
who were you after the
last laugh of the destiny.

The passion takes
you towards burning ghat, where
ultimate truth was hanged.

Thursday, October 24, 2019
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Bernard F. Asuncion 24 October 2019

A perceptive write, sir Satish.....10+++

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