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Satish Verma You sacrifice me for the
hidden cause of self-destruction.
This age group creates carnage.
The jailor sleeps. I have
failed to stop the moonless night
for an owl's pilgrimage to execute the doves.
The hounds lick the cosmic
hand. Whose integrity is invincible
in the light of black sun?
Due to my medical situation,
Due to my medical situation, I have fallen behind in my reading. This poem definitely deserves to be read more than once.
Starward