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WOUNDED DANCE
WOUNDED DANCE

A rock becomes a philosopher.

Refuses to move

looking at the stars.

Rogue shirts were walking

on the clouds of unknowing.

I wanted to remove all the clocks.

Who was stealing the water?

Secret of life? Impiety had

undone the pillars of random love.

Ashes volcanic or of tears enter

the pores of consciousness.

The screams wake up the dark blood.

A naked doll pelts the grey eyes

on the blood sucking story.

A dark tunnel opens in street.

Satish Verma

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WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE

By: Satish Verma

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