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My Revenge

by Satish Verma
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No thought was enough 
from a stunning fall. 
I am leaving the paradise. 

In urn the past moves like 
a weightless peony. I am 
touching your lips. 

The drowned wand. Can you 
pick up the future from the time's 
lake? I am a fish now. 

Tiny beads on shut eyes. Are 
you watching my burning house? 
I am still inside. 

His blindness or my grace; 
when you would like to kiss? 
The pricks were on the floor.

03-Apr-2013

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