In Vacuum

by Satish Verma   Aug 12, 2021


Before you eat
your words,
smear the dust of rose?

on your eyes.
The incense will blend
with your vision.

Don't walk like
a thief in the house.
Moon will face the night.

The bell rings
not. Tonight temple
god oversleeps.

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