From Man To God Poem by Satish Verma

From Man To God



The blackout was
risk of adventure. Do you expose
your navel? The toll of love?

Can you figure out the
drops of red rain? Who is to blame?
Who was drying the sea of tears?

My poems are free
from stigmas. Blue are the hands
holding lips. No snake charmer coming.

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