Flickering Poem by Satish Verma
Flickering
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.
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4/19/2024 5:21:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A death wish of a mountain flower was to shed the seeds in the lap of a dandelion. - marvelous