No Outsiders

satishverma

You sacrifice me for the
hidden cause of self-destruction.
This age group creates carnage.

The jailor sleeps. I have
failed to stop the moonless night
for an owl's pilgrimage to execute the doves.

The hounds lick the cosmic
hand. Whose integrity is invincible
in the light of black sun?

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 6th, 2022 20:34
  • Category: Nature
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