Crossbars Poem by Satish Verma

Crossbars



The depression,
human brand was trapped.

They were talking about
the nukes.

To annihilate
the earth. It was elemental,

I said. An ardent
fan of moon.

A lark asks
who will survive?



Satish Verma

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