The crowds,
I was always afraid of them.
When you were
battling for a space,
you became a number,
in the golden cage.
Let me think...
what was the temple-secret?
Where was I
when the inferno started?
The grass still
waits for a showdown
with tall conifers.
I was always afraid of them.
When you were
battling for a space,
you became a number,
in the golden cage.
Let me think...
what was the temple-secret?
Where was I
when the inferno started?
The grass still
waits for a showdown
with tall conifers.
Satish Verma
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