Satish Verma

Gold Star - 35,923 Points (5-6-1935)

Shadow Boxing - Poem by Satish Verma

Find an auspice today.
The moon was coming back
after an abdication.

Lurching on cobblestoned stretch
of blue-black clouds; paring
the tall conical trees of
royal pines.

Heaped with roses, a man
with no-war slogan, lies
in the open earth.

You will not perceive―
any smell of smouldering pen and knives.

The body turns without
a comma.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016



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