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by Satish Verma Jan 1, 2023 category : Nature, environment / nature
You may go around the world to touch the moon. Rocks will beat the power of dust to take revenge. My poems were shrinking. The roses still bloom. Between the words and meaning, moon weeps. Mutually I wanted to share the meaningless pranks. Life always betrays the death. I die daily. What was your awareness, when you smell the breath of an everlasting pain? Does the god become a human?