26 September, 2022

Tomorrow is Mine

Every star wants to become
a Sappho. I sit in the dark to listen to an
intruder. How long you will not sleep?

The savage has no
prudence. You will not bring a smile
on my face. Who was killing a killer?

This was an epic torture.
I will give you a kiss of venom.
There was no death, no living.

Satish Verma

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