Just Drop

by Satish Verma   May 20, 2023


The soft pain lashes
in a bizarre manner. You
become me and I
become you.

The veil cracks
on your face, to reveal
the contours, like
Saturn without rings.

Just like delphinium,
speaking truth? A hummingbird
dives in your lake
of viola.

Now the world has
changed I smell a Greek
tragedy to say that, we
have suffered too.

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