satishverma
Mutual Hurts
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His murmur turned 
into a howl―
after the blast.
Pumice and ash cover
the holy book. Time and space
were shrinking.
Like I had become
lava, that snaked in the
cries. Night spreads a
brilliant darkness.
A river starts
burning. You cannot swim.
I let you go to meet
your gods.
It is your face which floats
on the sea of violence.
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