After The Body Poem by Satish Verma

After The Body



Time has no time.
I cannot find myself in skyless
story of many stops.

A bohemian wants
to become Buddha without
sitting under the Bo tree.

You were touched
untouching me, when I
adored the water of deep.

Sunday, February 23, 2020
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Me Poet Yeps Poet 23 February 2020

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