Satish Verma

Gold Star - 38,372 Points (5-6-1935)

Suicidal - Poem by Satish Verma

Your underpants?
Can you put them behind
beneath the weight of memories?

Flamingos.
They are in flight
after the birth pangs.

Trapped-
the light flutters
at watermark for a name.

Yet to be born,
a stone-blind moon
wants the partisan blue.

One will not forget a headless
body of an ariel.
The tempest was at the door.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 27, 2012



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