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A felled tear reflects the rainbow.

I wait for the night.

Moon had promised an audience.

Yes, I will sit beside the moon,

will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining:

the heat, the dust, the life needles

and expressionless faces of trembling

angels. The heroes were disrobing and

attacking the pyramids of undoing.

I sweat and reel in chilly mornings.

A primitive instinct takes over the

nightmare. The spoons become the swords.

Satish Verma

----------------------------

CONFERRED GUILT

A felled tear reflects the rainbow.

I wait for the night.

Moon had promised an audience.

Yes, I will sit beside the moon,

will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining:

the heat, the dust, the life needles

and expressionless faces of trembling

angels. The heroes were disrobing and

attacking the pyramids of undoing.

I sweat and reel in chilly mornings.

A primitive instinct takes over the

nightmare. The spoons become the swords.

Satish Verma

----------------------------

CONFERRED GUILT

A felled tear reflects the rainbow.

I wait for the night.

Moon had promised an audience.

Yes, I will sit beside the moon,

will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining:

the heat, the dust, the life needles

and expressionless faces of trembling

angels. The heroes were disrobing and

attacking the pyramids of undoing.

I sweat and reel in chilly mornings.

A primitive instinct takes over the

nightmare. The spoons become the swords.

Satish Verma

----------------------------

CONFERRED GUILT

A felled tear reflects the rainbow.

I wait for the night.

Moon had promised an audience.

Yes, I will sit beside the moon,

will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining:

the heat, the dust, the life needles

and expressionless faces of trembling

angels. The heroes were disrobing and

attacking the pyramids of undoing.

I sweat and reel in chilly mornings.

A primitive instinct takes over the

nightmare. The spoons become the swords.

Satish Verma

----------------------------

CONFERRED GUILT

A felled tear reflects the rainbow.

I wait for the night.

Moon had promised an audience.

Yes, I will sit beside the moon,

will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining:

the heat, the dust, the life needles

and expressionless faces of trembling

angels. The heroes were disrobing and

attacking the pyramids of undoing.

I sweat and reel in chilly mornings.

A primitive instinct takes over the

nightmare. The spoons become the swords.

Satish Verma

----------------------------

CONFERRED GUILT

A felled tear reflects the rainbow.

I wait for the night.

Moon had promised an audience.

Yes, I will sit beside the moon,

will tell the woes of earth, uncomplaining:

the heat, the dust, the life needles

and expressionless faces of trembling

angels. The heroes were disrobing and

attacking the pyramids of undoing.

I sweat and reel in chilly mornings.

A primitive instinct takes over the

nightmare. The spoons become the swords.

Satish Verma

----------------------------

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