Satish Verma

Veteran Poet - 1,451 Points (5-6-1935)

Vision - Poem by Satish Verma

A brisling terror
tormenting the kelp.

Give me a lamenting mast
that will not go, fall.

In the groins
holding a promise,
a crazy god lowers
the wheel.

The absolute alcohol
in your nerves, you
want to light the
candle.

Smashing a dark
hole, which leads
to the brown
Mars


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013


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