13 May, 2021

My Metaphysics

Between the hawk and dove
flesh was the main truth from the
severed neck. Do you believe in violence?

Everything is becoming
unreal. Where the sense lives? I have
nothing to say with bizarre looks.

You were always a mystery.
I climb daily like Sisyphus to slip
back. Would I stop one day?

Satish Verma

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