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Author Name: Freesatishverma 0 Comments
Date Added: March 25, 2011 23:03:21 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Category: Inspirational Add To Favorites | Text Only
Rain of victims. 
Crossing a parched field 
a summer moon was laughing 
like a naked lie. 
I intend to lie in state, 
no grass was going to cry. 

A red spot was growing 
on your chest. 
Were you shot in heart? 
Creeping, they want to put the sandal paste 
on the dome. 
I walk waist-high between 
the kneeling heads. 

Who were the inmates of the 
black house, 
which was so sexy? 
I do not mean anything, over the head 
a kite was flying.

Satish Verma
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