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by Satish Verma Jun 20, 2022 category : Nature, environment / nature
Poetry stares, unblinkingly, in dilemma? at mindless extremism. Evolution of words, was going retrograde. Your pretty face? needs dusting. I was curious to know about the story of night shifts. Sometimes I am hit? by your feline grace to go for immolation of male chauvinism. You erect the barriers, so that I won't reach your lips. The moon went laughing whole night. A slow poison, like hemlock, you drink the hurts to stay alive in a wax house.