The Sacred Revenge Poem by Satish Verma
The Sacred Revenge
Infamous in death.
You stop fighting─
with me. I will ask the dynasty,
Where was your enemy?
It was within you, he
said. Crawling in the dark─
poems. Will you invite
the monk for the atonement?
Spiritual? Between the
sentences, you fall asleep.
Green-crockery turn to a
naked statue, for comfort.
The black lips start
kissing the red hooks.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
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