Enigmatic Poem by Satish Verma

Enigmatic



The secular love:
you are contaminated
between skin and prayer.

Back from the odyssey
finding a crop-circle
in bridal chamber.

Rival was an alien
with a flat stomach
thinking black.

The thieving sperms
had a glorious end,
unentered in grass.

Your body was churning out
a religion.
I will find out my own god.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 05 March 2012

God is the pillar of hope during our emotional issues. If we overcome our emotions, we may overcome our dependance..Nice poem..

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