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Satish Verma It is a long fight
to end the violence.
You can bury the body,
or, give it to flames on the pyre
but not the soul.
Must take a cue
in dark from trying moments
for Godspeed.
Having an affair
with a distant galaxy?
It will invite strange threats.
A bizarre friendship grows
with stomas, which open
when you smile.
In the portraits of the setting sun
there were no eyes,
only large lips.
