Enactor Poem by Satish Verma
Enactor
The art of wooing
the moon. Will you
actualize for me, this floating
in sky?
This obsession
will not go― ever, never.
Like the everblooming Van Gogh, haunts
me.Moon in the wheat fields?
Great, I will find
some brown sugar to make
life sweet.
A poem has the
prowess of a tiger in rage.
It takes hold of you like
a carnivore.
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
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