Where Do We Go? Poem by Satish Verma

Where Do We Go?

Tearing my memoir,
I beseech eternal peace. Will we
start the war between love and hate?

No soothing effect comes
from the language. Like poems
invite consoles anytimes.

I hate bread. It brings the
holocaust. Ends life. Dying under
the walls. Do you like ruin's?

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