Satish Verma

Bronze Star - 2,263 Points (5-6-1935)

A Perilous Journey - Poem by Satish Verma

For a moonshine,
there was no moon.
There was no moon
for a moonshine.

It starts a tenuous
soliloquy, raising a –
slew of questions.

Slew of questions will
evoke a mixed response.

Were you ready for
a sleepover at the shrine
to watch the St. Vitus’s dance.

It was leaking at night
from the corner of eyes.

Unaging was the secret
of polity. Are you in?

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 12, 2013


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