Satish Verma

Gold Star - 37,202 Points (5-6-1935)

Scent Will Be Buried - Poem by Satish Verma

This way it was
this way it happened
I could not run along the river.

Your face floats
like a skylamp.
Halfway rainbow was broken.

How did it happen?
I became transgenic
by the kiss of death.

This was my victory
I surrendered the cushion.
You sleep in my arms.

Again I will wander
in the graveyard
where my angel was sleeping.

This is my last letter
in the month November
Now the scent will be buried in snow.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011


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