The Art Poem by Satish Verma
The Art
The embedded curse
of a roving planet, brings
out a story of otherness
versus loneliness.
Adultery was on cards.
An issue was rising
between the string
and the bullet.
Let us pretend. There was
a serial killer in every─
home, who will come out
at night to send the message.
The curved dots will join
to give an explicit image.
Do you like it? Can
you put it on mantelpiece?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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