17 april 2019

poetry

Satish Verma
Satish Verma

Exasperation

Even the tree enters its shade. 
It was very hot this 
summer, while walking in moon. 
 

 
Sleeping under the cacti 
and talking to God. Do you 
know the ecstasy of pricks? 
 

 
This was my total wealth, 
the verses. I cannot spend on you, 
Oh my god, what an idea?

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