Satish Verma

Gold Star - 45,302 Points (5-6-1935)

It Comes - Poem by Satish Verma

Waiting under the opaque moon
a primeval instinct takes over you
and you start arriving.

A black bone
renders the ash on your forehead
and you complete the circle –

reaching childhood; you start
climbing the ladder,
for instantaneous release.

The insects don’t forget the trail;
you were bleeding from inside.
You were never alone in a crowd.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 8, 2010



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