In Abeyance - Poem by Satish Verma
Take my body for sail,
my wings to fly.
I am trying to find out
the meaning of a drop.
The point man was taking aim.
There was no culpability.
I asked, what was the need to
know the verdict of a rape?
The bed always suffers. The secret
of a muse overturns a disaster.
In insane sky a beleaguered moon
was taking a shower.
Unmasked, the desire turns to
fire and ignites the palace.
It was not enough to meet death
with empty hands.
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