Out Of The Question Poem by Satish Verma
Out Of The Question
Why did you become
your own ghost? A smoke rises from
the roof. I don't want to hurt yourself.
I wear your name.
you are a godless temple. You hear the
voices but cannot see me.
You must have left me
near the burning ghat. The river
flows carrying the tears of Himalaya.
Thursday, June 10, 2021
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