Why Other Questions Poem by Satish Verma

Why Other Questions



I was standing in the pawn-
shop to make up my mind. They
were changing the price of human skin.

Do I mortgage my ruins,
romanticizing my paling horizon? Leaves
were changing colors to welcome bride.

Can we mix love and hate?
Moon wants to commit suicide from
the edge of earth. I will wait till end.

Friday, December 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves,life,standing,suicide
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