Why Were You Hiding? Poem by Satish Verma

Why Were You Hiding?

A slice of embrace
chops off the little moons. Lips
on lips. I will never be the same.

Baby thoughts are opening
in your chest. Do we accept
the destiny of tired legs?

I sit alone at the
banks of the holy river to wash
my dirty hands for a miracle.

Thursday, September 14, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,destiny,lips,river
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