Show Me Your Lines Poem by Satish Verma

Show Me Your Lines

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It was a cosmic massacre.
But the business of god goes on.
Let the clampdown begin on the roses.

It is a war of eyes.
Relentless. Did you come from the moon?
Only stone structures are left in the lake.

Why did you stand against
the fire? . The blood dries up in the veins.
and the memory pricks the ocean.

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