Satish Verma

Gold Star - 41,821 Points (5-6-1935)

Delinquency - Poem by Satish Verma

It was a complete disaster.
I will listen to moon tonight, while
writing your name
on bikini top,

holding the pigeons. The
birds had abandoned the
walnut tree in haste. Between
them can you see a butchered

image of little god, who
broke the cold chain of flirting
and sat on a rosette of
tears blocking the sun?

Was it true that death always
sits on our shoulders like an
owl undocking the life for piercing
contentious lips?

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Delinquency by Satish Verma

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011


[Report Error]