11 September, 2020

Not My Choice

It was not opulence.
Black widow eats the mate after
the love. Cannibalism has gone very high!

Will you cheat on me ?
I ask the moon after the consecration
of a fallen comet on pyre.

A devout was smearing
the dust, after the white elephant 
had trampled the clay temple.

Satish Verma

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