A Pinch Of Salt

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Satish Verma

Was there a purpose
to wear mascara
and nestle in giant
clouds?

You scare me
holding the candle
burning at both ends.

What was the
confusion before jumping
from the bridge?

O moon, I always
loved the honey color
of your skin, before
collecting ashes.

Who had created this maze,
I will never know.