14 lutego 2012
BIRTH OF A POEM
In the sea of flesh:
pomegranates.
I will not say
what I mean.
In nameless pit
of hollow breast,
a parting kiss
of poetry.
I will count my steps
tonight.
walking on tectonic plates
before the quake hits.
It was the green blood
of craft.
A bloodless surgery
on heart.
Satish Verma
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