Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,514 Points (5-6-1935)

Snowline - Poem by Satish Verma

A blank paper invites
for rape.
Snow sinks for a prelude.

The black swan flies away
for the quiet hills,
when sun was drawing out the blood.

Alone I will write a poem
beneath the tear soaked eyes
and then moon fell.

As in the valley
of million tulips
I will make a dream kill.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2011



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