Pray For The Observer Poem by Satish Verma
Pray For The Observer
I have nothing to do.
Nothing to rewrite my agony, Trying
to pre-empt death.
Of a curated gospel.
Now the knowledge has no value
to walk on the moon.
I am, what I didn't
want to be, standing under the
weeping willow. The end will come?
Thursday, July 22, 2021
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