Why The Wind Stops? Poem by Satish Verma

Why The Wind Stops?



I have no future, no
thoughts. You want to kill porcupines.
My star is trembling for an objective.

In the end, I will
start my life after breaking the shrine.
Truth always touches the feet.

I am taking revenge
on myself. The willow weeps. One day I will
not be able to save you my god.

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