Protuberance Poem by Satish Verma
Protuberance
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Voiceless I will leave
everything. I don't carry any wealth
of pain. Creativity bursts in my hand.
Humanities are sold daily.
Cannot stop seeing the victorian
fall. The robots become the governors.
Air was in the words.
Takes revenge for killing peacocks.
The eyes will never forget the kiss of cloudburst.
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