Sitting In Fog Poem by Satish Verma
Sitting In Fog
Very difficult to go into
the tomb. Full of flowers. Impartially
waiting for the resurrection of truth.
Are you really gone?
I don't see. I don't hear. Something
happened. I would cover the door to bury the pain?
Will you say something?
What was the mystery? Only modicum
will matter? Am I ready for holocaust?
Tuesday, January 5, 2021
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