Satish Verma

Gold Star - 37,115 Points (5-6-1935)

Flickering - Poem by Satish Verma

A chalky midnight
I wait for the sound of
flapping winds.

A celestial embrace
with your duality.
Are you wearing my shoes?

The blood wears a coat
of dreadlocks. I
want to return to my soul.

Will not touch you
but always think about
the dialect of contours.

A death wish of a mountain
flower was to shed the seeds
in the lap of a dandelion.


Comments about Flickering by Satish Verma

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (9/1/2012 10:11:00 AM)


    A death wish of a mountain
    flower was to shed the seeds
    in the lap of a dandelion.
    - marvelous
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012



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