Exporting

That kind of kiss and runoff.
Why don’t you concede to the fraud?
It was a haunted dilemma,
kidnapping of a verdict.

Dinosaurs were wiped out
by a clean sweep of a meteorite
long back, millions of years. Now,
present ones, tiny reptiles

still survivng in water, air and
earth by active faults.
The great Indian Bustard was again
sighted in a poor man’s field.

Are you a moon friendly?
I am dispossessing all my domestic clouds.

Satish Verma

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