Buddha Will Not Sleep Poem by Satish Verma
Buddha Will Not Sleep
Nothing belongs to me.
This is my vendetta to kill the pain.
Let it go. Chop the outgrowth.
Reading life's books again.
The Author is the same, but the ink
has changed. I am reverting to red.
Have you ever seen
blood white and the river was red
in the sun, the horizon was burning?
Saturday, February 11, 2023
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