Justice Pure

satishverma

Inquiring myself
to understand the goddess
of visitations.

This world was not
my choice. Space was shrinking,
and time expanding.

I walk in the crowd
to be lynched on the name
of forgotten god.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2024 21:18
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 2


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