WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE, WOUNDED DANCE
A rock becomes a philosopher.
Refuses to move
searching at the stars.
Rogue shirts have been strolling
on the clouds of unknowing.
I wished to eliminate all the clocks.
Who was stealing the drinking water?
Key of lifestyle? Impiety had
undone the pillars of random adore.
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
A rock becomes a philosopher.
Refuses to move
looking at the stars.
Rogue shirts ended up strolling
on the clouds of unknowing.
I wished to take away all the clocks.
Who was stealing the drinking water?
Mystery 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 tale.
A dim tunnel opens in street.
Satish Verma
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WOUNDED DANCE
A rock becomes a philosopher.
Refuses to shift
looking at the stars.
Rogue shirts have been walking
on the clouds of unknowing.
I wished to take away all the clocks.
Who was stealing the drinking water?
Top secret of existence? Impiety had
undone the pillars of random enjoy.
Ashes volcanic or of tears enter
the pores of consciousness.
The screams wake up the dim blood.
A naked doll pelts the grey eyes
on the blood sucking story.
A darkish tunnel opens in street.
Satish Verma
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WOUNDED DANCE
A rock turns into a philosopher.
Refuses to shift
looking at the stars.
Rogue shirts were strolling
on the clouds of unknowing.
I needed to eliminate all the clocks.
Who was stealing the h2o?
Key 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 darkish blood.
A naked doll pelts the grey eyes
on the blood sucking story.
A dim tunnel opens in street.
Satish Verma
———————
WOUNDED DANCE
A rock turns into a philosopher.
Refuses to shift
searching at the stars.
Rogue shirts ended up strolling
on the clouds of unknowing.
I wanted to eliminate all the clocks.
Who was stealing the water?
Top secret of daily life? Impiety had
undone the pillars of random enjoy.
Ashes volcanic or of tears enter
the pores of consciousness.
The screams wake up the dim blood.
A naked doll pelts the grey eyes
on the blood sucking story.
A darkish tunnel opens in street.
Satish Verma
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