Where The Wind Goes? Poem by Satish Verma

Where The Wind Goes?

You bend, when the
colossus breaks. Will you give your life
for a cause? The companionship builds a wall.

No excuse to cover the
footprints. Under the stones live
scorpions. Snakes go on multiplying.

Cannibals are not
god fearing. Tragedy always wants a
pound of flesh. Can you laugh?

Monday, April 29, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: Life
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