Theme: Life

Night Light

That cameo was my secret grief. 
He will make you sing, 
the hooded moon. 

Not a sacred thing 
Kissing the toes of a traveller 
for fecundity. 

In doorway it was between 
us and them for bargaining 
for Dahlias. 

Lips unkissed will call for 
honey from bees. 
Eyes will search for a candle. 

In alien land of flames 
and tumultuous desires, 
the golden breasts will take revenge.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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