Theme: Life

Death Was Pure

by Satish Verma
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When moon will wash my doors 
I will come out in night 
to find you in dark 
and lose you in light. 

Does it resonate with you 
O my truth 
O my pain 
time has moved back. 

My love whitens the shadow 
of a black rose in the nakedness of waking. 
Do not want to disappoint the sun 
and enter into a grain. 

I am the stillness and I am 
the noise. Motherless I am born 
in black water 
of immaculate death.

09-Nov-2010

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