There Is No Light Poem by Satish Verma

There Is No Light

Draw surreal
on a chalkboard. What was fire
and sea? I don't want to die.

Out of the temple, I again
looked back. Kiss him less. The line of
love was red. The mirror had no image.

O my rival God
we want to destroy each other
to be born again in the lap of a volcano.

Friday, June 28, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: volcano,life,mirror
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