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Touching You Daily
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Satish Verma Unmasking to remain
human. Listen, listen to my bane.
I am neither living, nor dead.
I am left with what I am not,
after you walked away with Agni.
My footfalls resound in water.
I am taking care of
lovebirds. They miss you when calls
don't come and food runs short.
Breaths Of Reality
.
Borders sing of invitations
made of barbed wire
and ancient locks
.
Kittens mewl at dawn
whenever boots fall
a treaty of opposites speak.
.
Old fossils dove dream
the skies are on fire
no one listens to creaking earth
.
Another mango limb falls
the leaves know their value
no hands were severed
.
Lady A
.