Sadness Was Punished Poem by Satish Verma

Sadness Was Punished



Between death and
dying, light was racist. The
trauma kills earlier.

My poetry boils. It
was an ecological pain. You don't
want to go step by step.

This is the art of
human fall. The hands won't rise
to seek mercy from the unknown.

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