Giving A Miss Poem by Satish Verma
Giving A Miss
Rating: ★5.0
Backlash of scars
becomes glamorous.
It was not my fault.
Pulverized temple―
rebuilds the god lying
in dust.
Miracles are no more
relevant. You treat the ending
as part of rebirth.
Breasts plundered―
galaxies were ready to
reglitter the dark moons.
Why to hide anything,
when you don't possess
any earthly gifts?
Saturday, December 10, 2016
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4/23/2024 3:54:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'Breasts plundered― galaxies were ready to reglitter the dark moons. Why to hide anything, when you don't possess any earthly gifts? ' wonderful contrasts in imagery between lines and stanzas 10+