New Pathways Poem by Satish Verma

New Pathways



Despite the anger,
the truth will
not speak.

*

It was a concussion,
after the fall.
A prophet had fainted─

*

in midsentence.
A blue vase was broken
in the smell of roses.

Monday, June 23, 2014
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