Drooping Lids Poem by Satish Verma
Drooping Lids
Like it was pain of sea.
The waves are not rising.
You remember the depth
of eyes, of heart,
when you cannot read the
face of shadows.
So much soundless crying.
The birds have gone
to distant shores
for water.
Manytimes I had given
a call. Immaculate exit.
I will not carry any stigmas.
Want to travel light―
to meet my tormentor.
Saturday, July 2, 2016
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