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Satish Verma Undivided pain―
we will share in the
moonless night and
wait for the sun.
Play down the tears,
when the light comes
and lick the salt of
dry lips.
I will consider
not to surrender before
any god after the bath
of blood.
Why the architect
destroys the beautiful
garden bestowing the seeds
to earth?
