Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,743 Points (5-6-1935)

Returning Your Message - Poem by Satish Verma

Don’t let me go.
over the cork, a bottle
fights for the fluids
to flow out.

No apology to
feel you. There was
no death in the night.
A sun lies down beside me.

The flesh was disappearing.
A blue star alights,
to make a landmark
for the climbers.

No regrets
for the crunch of dry leaves
when you walk on the
grave of the witch doctor.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 7, 2015



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