Essence Poem by Satish Verma
Essence
Rating: ★5.0
I am trying not to
think loud, analyse, undress scars.
Tremors will answer.
Not understood well.
Will write charity of giving
blood to unborn poems.
Sounds and dust have
no names. I bounce back
to claim my right to unspeak.
Saturday, January 13, 2018
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4/26/2024 3:17:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I bounce back to claim my right to unspeak..... //..... This is just amazing. Thanks.