Satish Verma

June 5, 1935
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Paying back the debt

of virility. A lame duck

hobbles on the moon.

As far as, you can,

travel on my body, to―

catch the boat.

River was on spate,

sinking the groves,

bushes and fireflies.

Don't walk on

the clouds. You will fall

violently, when it rains at night.

The globes rotate

the world. You come back

to the poles, from where

you started.
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