Sweet Revenge Poem by Satish Verma
Sweet Revenge
It is,
what do you not say
I read the dusk
on your eyes.
Unspoken words
hammering!
A timer,
quartz clock,
ball bearings, pellets
croissant of terror.
Suspicious of the lady
riding on crest
responsible,
for the happenings.
Fear,
hair raising,
turns back the centuries.
We lose,
ourselves!
Friday, August 29, 2008
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4/26/2024 1:14:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very interesting! I like the words, croissant of terror. keep writing! could you read and comment on my poems too? thank you.