Tones Of Beige

satishverma

That obscene stare 
aggravates the silicon 
thrust. You become a victim 
of an upheaval. 

The white dwarfs have 
invaded the blackboard. 
You can get a glimpse 
of unsolicited rape. 

A cyanide capsule 
hangs on your chest. 
Will you commit a suicide 
after an unnatural kill? 

It takes a toll. The 
abuse of the fingers. 
Instead of writing a name 
you print the cave.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 22nd, 2018 19:33
  • Category: Nature
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