Into The Tempest by Satish Verma SignUp
Boloji.com

Channels

In Focus

 
Analysis
Cartoons
Education
Environment
Opinion
Photo Essays
 
 

Columns

 
Business
Random Thoughts
 
 

Our Heritage

 
Architecture
Astrology
Ayurveda
Buddhism
Cinema
Culture
Festivals
Hinduism
History
People
Places
Sikhism
Spirituality
 
 

Society & Lifestyle

 
Health
Parenting
Perspective
Recipes
Society
Teens
Women
 
 

Creative Writings

 
Book Reviews
Computing
Humor
Individuality
Literary Shelf
Memoirs
Quotes
Stories
Travelogues
Workshop
 
 
Theme: Life Share This Page
Into The Tempest
by Satish Verma
Bookmark and Share
  The dichotomy was complete. 
I walk in your tears 
to move away. 

The night smelt like a 
burnt-out doll, and I was 
quaking inside like a peony lip. 

The sunk baby. You stay 
uncovered in half sleep. 
The drag of the noose around

your neck was evident. I 
want to squeeze the pods. 
Why did not the pollen meet

the stigma? The needles are 
coming out of the eyes. A prose 
is gone. The poem walks in.
Share This:
August 29, 2013
More By: Satish Verma
Views: 641      Comments: 0




Name *
Email ID
 (will not be published)
Comment *
Verification Code*
Can't read? Reload
Please fill the above code for verification.



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1999-2020 All Rights Reserved
 
No part of this Internet site may be reproduced without prior written permission of the copyright holder
.