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Scrutiny
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by Satish Verma
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It spurs the hope
in absent voice for a deaf ear.
You will wash the ancestor’s prism
for a natural death of a fault.
Through me I skim the frozen
lake of tears.
Maybe I will watch the tree
for some sanity to produce
the blossoms -
In the starved faith of a
wanderer who will not speak
for himself.
All life he was trying to explain
without words,
the enormous efforts he was
putting to lay down his hands
on truth.
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July 26 ,2010
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