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Satsih Verma
Poems
Sep 2023
Have You My Blood?
Sitting alone, in the pain
I am eating a fallen fruit, like an old
memory. The tree helps the blindness.
Agony becomes the words in
war of attrition. Dopamine does not change
the religion, morphs into a lone star.
A dream throws you from
the immigrant moon. No land was
accepting him to stay in foreign place.
#life
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Satsih Verma
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