4 march 2019

poetry

Satish Verma
Satish Verma

Tones Of Beige

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.

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