Listening To Sky

Keeping the end at bay,
spurning advances in dark,
going for a witch-hunt.


For the truth. The man and
the beast were one. You will not cry
for the sake of progeny.


The swift fall of pen
breaks the barriers. There was no
one to read the scriptures.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2022 19:37
  • Category: Nature
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