Listening
from the walls what
was not sacred.
*
A bipolar body―
slaps the weird
space, between your eyes.
*
On the morning
of new year
a hungry panther waits.
*
Before he exploded―
himself, he wrote
his name on boots.
*
The petunias
were always laughing
after the rains.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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