Satish Verma


Vignette


Where do 
I go in dark? 
There was no moon 
no taper. 
 

 
The petals, 
unspeak, fall 
from the endowed, 
forehead of goddess! 
 

 
Do you believe- 
in omens? 
Between right and wrong 
I am crumbling.



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