Prayer's House Poem by Satish Verma

Prayer's House



Moon was slit in
neck tonight. Can you explore
unutterable words?

A mysterious hand
rows your boat in inner
water intoning bliss.

You will quit softly
I will caress your soul
in the tucked pain.

Saturday, August 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success