Echoes Travel Poem by Satish Verma

Echoes Travel



Can you foretell of the
death-like the hound― after
the loss of game?

Past my last poems I
will meet you one day
to settle the debts.

I was incomplete
in my wholeness. I will dissect
the words for bleeds.

Sunday, November 10, 2019
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