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by Satish Verma Mar 14, 2019 category : Nature, environment / nature
O human face, coming from the furry past; now I want you to become, my death. The naked ape, has started hiding the tainted shirt, loses battle, and becomes beast again. The acid attacks on the nascent roses, I see the ruins of frozen dreams. Will you fetch the moonlight? Carrying the cross, I choke on my words. The lovers will never be the same.