Satish Verma
No Reason
Collecting more luggage
while moving on.
The hostages were left behind.
A chilling reminder.
Travel light.
Snow was not going to melt.
Water was rising in the eyes. They look hazy―
the church, the mosque,
the temple.
Violence. It was inside you.
You were walking in sleep
inattentive of mines.
As if you will walk through the fire―
ball unharmed.
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