20 september 2018

poetry

Satish Verma
Satish Verma

Like An Asteroid

Burning rocks had 
a near miss. The 
questions splatter 
the blood- 
 
to inspire and break 
you inside and out. 
Unbecoming, to end the 
relationship. The story― 
 
begins of an introvert. 
The ungreen grass waits 
for your wet toes, 
to breathe again. 
 
The blood-money was 
very high, after the― 
violent end of a 
blade run. 
 
My pillow is soaked of 
a moonfall. The anguish 
of a bodyless grave 
was haunting.

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