Theme: Life

Body Game

Alone to witness the crash I 
invited the moon to walk with me 
on the harsh terrain 

of the agony of a poem, 
I wanted to give it as a collateral 
for a shadow, 

who has moved away from me. 
The moondrink I will need again 
for no turning to flesh 

in naked rain of words 
which climb and fall on the wet mountain of 
my belief: it was crumbling 

before my own eyes. The forgetful 
age trudges like a tired cow coming 
back home in evening.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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