29 october 2024
Into Depression
When your suffering
drops by, something dies in me.
A cluster of stings-
Brings the anaphylactic
shock.I look at the faces to find
out, how many times god cries.
Don't write me on
your lips like an ephemeral
smoke rising frome the castle.
11 november 2024
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11 november 2024
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I Don't KnowSatish Verma
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You've Already Gonesteve
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1011wiesiek
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Zasuszyły się.Eva T.
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In My PaintingSatish Verma
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Jesień....kalik
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0911wiesiek
9 november 2024
To End The PoemSatish Verma