Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,639 Points (5-6-1935)

A Sombre Moon - Poem by Satish Verma

This is for the
smaller gods sitting
in rains, seeking asylum in
snow.

Nobody knows the
fate of sunken erotica
when the glacier
melts.

A wild rose
sends the thorns to
prick your conscience.
Let the death walk
in sleep.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 21, 2015



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