Irradiations Poem by Satish Verma

Irradiations



Tell me the meaning
of life in stillness of
vandalizing death.

I will pierce the
air to bring out the taste―
of the flowing tears.

Lingering at door,
for deep colors of summer.
Virgin kiss of cool.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017
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