A Blackbird Will Not Sing

Satish Verma

How would you describe 
the stampede, when there was 
no crowd sourcing? 

You can draw a perfect 
square. If I lose and you gain a miss. 

You cannot win a war 
without coitus. 

The life and death 
of a jinx was there to see. 

The sun will have a moon― 
moment in dark. 

Who was building the pain 
of emptiness, when 
I am filled with grief?

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between the spaces of the words, between each line drifting. - slc