No Man's Land

a poem by Satish Verma, India

It was an explicit "I"-
deeply flawed.
You had started hitting
your peers, asking them
to hate you.

Mea culpa, who would not say?
Kindles a tender feel-
when you love a pink rose,
not uttering a word.

Scared, my tremors
start like a leaf. Cannot hold
the pen. Very quietly
I print my tears.

Thirst, mouthless-
I drink from eyes.
Earth beware- the crop has failed.
Rancher was going-
to commit suicide.

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