Incomplete Thoughts Poem by Satish Verma

Incomplete Thoughts



You become a beauty
after abdication. The bell rings
without coronation.

Every shared pain
was tender. Each word
flies me to you.

You were afraid of
yourself in water. Sun wants
to be adored when I scream.

Monday, March 2, 2020
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