Take The Hemlock Poem by Satish Verma

Take The Hemlock



A nagging pain,
speaks wordlessly in the ears
of moon for a kiss.

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Old-time will not
come back to pick again
peacock's tail eyes.

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What was nothingness
if you get the exile
in the hands of deity?

Friday, April 27, 2018
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