Theme: Life

Crossing Names

Unrepenting you start from a sore point
to ask an explanation
from an eclipse of the sun.
Unreviving, a corpse,
the moon carries the burden of light,
on its bloodied shoulder
for burial in dew.
Half the century we were reciting
the prayers to open a blocked artery
of a dying god
who would not share our bandages.
The bride steps out from dark,
and undoes the hairs.
There was fire in her eyes
and ice on her lips.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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