Some Undoing Poem by Satish Verma

Some Undoing



Beyond horizon―
go across the time zone,
and meet the twirler.

You were always
incomplete in the borough
of a puzzled mind.

The artist will paint
you bare without ephemeral
colors of the fall.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017
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Bernard F. Asuncion 05 December 2017

Satish, such a fine write..👍👍👍

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