06 July, 2024

Don't Decieve Yourself

Writing on nails, your
name. Keep on giving me pain. Come on
at night to give me more darkness.

It is like the submersible
implodes near the wreckage of Titan
Who wants to be buried in water?

What has a bow to
say? Cannot leave the ground. My eyes
are always wet. Not annoyed to say goodbye.

Satish Verma

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