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TENDER RAGE, TENDER RAGE, TENDER RAGE, TENDER RAGE, TENDER RAGE, TENDER RAGE, TENDER RAGE

After the weep there was blankness,

then he started playing with fire

for existence, of a rain

which refused to shower.

It was a fierce night of a hidden drought.

A lethal dose of amnesia

dissipates the calmness of a hangman:

waiting to cut the cord of resistence:

moon will spy on the cold-blooded

murder of a white ego.

This was the aftermath of the soaring

food prices of soul songs. People were mowing

the tall grasses of dialects, sensing

the wind, onslaught of gathering storm.

Morning sky was pale and withdrawn, full of sorrow.

The dignity calls for the last prayer

for a lesser portrait!

Satish Verma

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TENDER RAGE

After the weep there was blankness,

then he started playing with fire

for existence, of a rain

which refused to shower.

It was a fierce night of a hidden drought.

A lethal dose of amnesia

dissipates the calmness of a hangman:

waiting to cut the cord of resistence:

moon will spy on the cold-blooded

murder of a white ego.

This was the aftermath of the soaring

food prices of soul songs. People were mowing

the tall grasses of dialects, sensing

the wind, onslaught of gathering storm.

Morning sky was pale and withdrawn, full of sorrow.

The dignity calls for the last prayer

for a lesser portrait!

Satish Verma

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

TENDER RAGE

After the weep there was blankness,

then he started playing with fire

for existence, of a rain

which refused to shower.

It was a fierce night of a hidden drought.

A lethal dose of amnesia

dissipates the calmness of a hangman:

waiting to cut the cord of resistence:

moon will spy on the cold-blooded

murder of a white ego.

This was the aftermath of the soaring

food prices of soul songs. People were mowing

the tall grasses of dialects, sensing

the wind, onslaught of gathering storm.

Morning sky was pale and withdrawn, full of sorrow.

The dignity calls for the last prayer

for a lesser portrait!

Satish Verma

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

TENDER RAGE

After the weep there was blankness,

then he started playing with fire

for existence, of a rain

which refused to shower.

It was a fierce night of a hidden drought.

A lethal dose of amnesia

dissipates the calmness of a hangman:

waiting to cut the cord of resistence:

moon will spy on the cold-blooded

murder of a white ego.

This was the aftermath of the soaring

food prices of soul songs. People were mowing

the tall grasses of dialects, sensing

the wind, onslaught of gathering storm.

Morning sky was pale and withdrawn, full of sorrow.

The dignity calls for the last prayer

for a lesser portrait!

Satish Verma

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

TENDER RAGE

After the weep there was blankness,

then he started playing with fire

for existence, of a rain

which refused to shower.

It was a fierce night of a hidden drought.

A lethal dose of amnesia

dissipates the calmness of a hangman:

waiting to cut the cord of resistence:

moon will spy on the cold-blooded

murder of a white ego.

This was the aftermath of the soaring

food prices of soul songs. People were mowing

the tall grasses of dialects, sensing

the wind, onslaught of gathering storm.

Morning sky was pale and withdrawn, full of sorrow.

The dignity calls for the last prayer

for a lesser portrait!

Satish Verma

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

TENDER RAGE

After the weep there was blankness,

then he started playing with fire

for existence, of a rain

which refused to shower.

It was a fierce night of a hidden drought.

A lethal dose of amnesia

dissipates the calmness of a hangman:

waiting to cut the cord of resistence:

moon will spy on the cold-blooded

murder of a white ego.

This was the aftermath of the soaring

food prices of soul songs. People were mowing

the tall grasses of dialects, sensing

the wind, onslaught of gathering storm.

Morning sky was pale and withdrawn, full of sorrow.

The dignity calls for the last prayer

for a lesser portrait!

Satish Verma

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




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