Inheritance Poem by Satish Verma
Inheritance
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When you plan to quit,
the ghost limb will slash the wrist
to swallow pride.
I do not want to
call you my yesterday. Past
takes revenge.
Nemesis comes
to play its role. Divine
punishment for me.
Thursday, August 15, 2019
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5/1/2024 6:26:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The ghost limb will slash the wrist to swallow pride. Humorously you have spoken wonderful thing. An amazing and brilliant poem is penned...10