My Pain

Satish Verma

Falling in green love 
with yourself― 
creating violence. 

Serenity has no relevance 
now. The edge was 
asking you to go for a jump. 

Nil tolerance. I was 
fighting with me, veiled 
in uncertainties. 

Listen, Here lies the 
crux. Nobility forgotten, I ask 
who failed whom in this age of betrayals? 

The evil grows. Shapeless 
truth was running in fog― 
and now the dragon rises.