Purify Me Poem by Satish Verma
Purify Me
I got you incomplete.
You did not finish the saga.
Who rescinds the god's order?
A coma alters the truth.
I am bewildered, how to reach you,
putting off the unwritten song.
The candlestick is bending.
A cyclone was ready to blow off the light.
My candle burns in all colors.
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5/2/2024 5:20:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Interesting images, a storm that bends the candlesticks, a candle that withstands the onslaught of storm… life is like that! Strange as it may look, unseemly it may seem! …