Satish Verma

Gold Star - 42,938 Points (5-6-1935)

Collecting Milkweed - Poem by Satish Verma

I will not understand
the gift of hurting
in unsolicited encounters.

Will chase you around
the world,
without arriving.

O fear, my bread;
cannot feel you, unbirthing.
Life gives me many stitches.

A parallel face mocks
in the sky, unless the moon
cries for the kiss.

Wooden wheels move on
the laid body. Your venomous
tooth I break.

Comments about Collecting Milkweed by Satish Verma

  • (5/26/2012 9:42:00 AM)

    so courageous to break the venomous tooth! an interesting poem, Sir... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012

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