Why Are You Terrible Sick? Poem by Satish Verma

Why Are You Terrible Sick?

No news gives peace.
A bifurcation divides the mountain.
I don't like the death of the unborn.

A red fit goes into
hysteria. Did you ever go naked on
moon? You can get a kiss and kiss.

The guest turns back.
I rub my nose to smell
your Asia. It is always brown.

Friday, February 2, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss
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