I Need You Poem by Satish Verma

I Need You



You are made anew
everyday. Something is peeled off
from your skin. Sometimes blood is drawn.

It is very hurting to
your pride. You cannot walk nude
in your house to invite god of rains.

The sun burns your
wall of truth. Strange, there was
no one to teach history.

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