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Tortured Times
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Satish Verma You wanted him alive.
To witness the evolution of
man into beast.
Hounds start yowling,
one after the other―
in dark.
Why do I break the coconut to―
celebrate the death of a god?
It was that simple as
an orchird opens its bizarre labellum
to trap the sun.
A paperweight against
an argument, shatters the window.
The bluebird
refuses to sing.
