The Last Wishes

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Satish Verma

Collective fall in passing.
I will design a beautiful mortuary.
The courier will deliver the cadavers swiftly.

The balloons are going
very high. The other planets laugh.
Death is very cheap. Poors are happy.

Who was making gold
without color. In deep jewels, there are black
smudges. No one wants to become another moon.