Let The Ariel Smoke Poem by Satish Verma

Let The Ariel Smoke



Stone heart, in my sleep
you come to study the falling power
of love to clear the black board.

Where do I go to
find peace? People are swallowing
the burning coals. Very sweet.

My poems sweep. One by
one I am dropping my possessions
to become a fakir, going near god.

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