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 Jul 2019
Traveler
I get it
I'm broken inside
Most of me would like to die...
She keeps reminding me
I can't do anything right
The pills I take
Impair my sight
24-7 she lets me know
I'm but a burden
That needs to go!
TT
 Jul 2019
Satsih Verma
The dangling moon
behind the ornate gate
waits for beheading.

*

Indeed I had
called you in dark to change
the name of slaughter.

*

Blood tastes salty,
when words were sweet, slicing
the white lilies.
 Jul 2019
BMG
And she whispered to the moon
“You promised
to stay wild with me.
I didn’t know then,
the wild would take you
so far away from me.
Don’t worry my love,
I’ll carry your secrets until you return.
Distance doesn’t break our bond.
Forever is still to come.”
 Jul 2019
Satsih Verma
The burden of life to
carry fund roses, neither pink,
nor yellow, just black.

*

I wanted to forget the
morbidity of violence and
crooked smiles of moon.

*

Unheard words move
like vipers. You don't bleed.
Freeze like a statue.
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