Satish Verma

Gold Star - 37,074 Points (5-6-1935)

Contrasting - Poem by Satish Verma

It did not stay in bed for long
the ultimate.
Clouds climbed down from immortality.

The sick motherhood.

We made love
listening to winds
draping our ashes.

A father waited at the door.

I am the sun
I am the moon
interpenetrating in you.

In concept of two enemies.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011


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