Satish Verma

Gold Star - 38,330 Points (5-6-1935)

Mutation - Poem by Satish Verma

Like black birds
homing in twilight, to the tree
my thoughts make a perfect landing.

I lift the silence in sleep.
A flying snake enters
a pink room.

A bullet pierces the heart.
No acolytes, I will
catch myself the drifting smell

of eternal caress. Basking
in pain I pluck up my
trail in rubble of dreams.

You defy the likeness to god
become poor like an undershirt.
and walk straight.


Satish Verma

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009



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