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By Satish Verma | Category :: Poem

This jungle of words.
Fear, like a badger
comes, and sits at my door.

The insects, I
am tired of them. All the
time I sit under a bo tree.

This city was
like an ocean, full
of predator sharks.

By Satish Verma | Dec 5, 2017 | Category > Poem >Life | Comments | Views 217


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