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Satish Verma The soft pain lashes
in a bizarre manner. You
become me and I
become you.
The veil cracks
on your face, to reveal
the contours, like
Saturn without rings.
Just like delphinium,
speaking truth― A hummingbird
dives in your lake
of viola.
Now the world has
changed I smell a Greek
tragedy to say that, we
have suffered too.
