Some Good News Poem by Satish Verma

Some Good News

Rating: 5.0


The grief was internal. I walked
on the burning lava and hot ashes. The beast
remains a beast, god walks away.

The moon rips the water.
It triggers a bizarre event of violent assault.
The volcano wants to take revenge.

The bodies of virtual
truths hung from the old fig tree.
Buddha was going to sit again.

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