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Death's Reversal
by Satish Verma
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  Coming to cephalic withdrawal, 
sharing a deadly delusion, 
O my world - 
I will not ask, 
I will not take back. 
For my own liberation, I will set you free. 

I am reversing myself, 
my battles are still raging. 
The flames have reached the tallest branches, 
naked in sky: 
Verga, why the drops are not going to come down? 

Going alone in the woods, 
to find the skeletons, in the shades of grief, 
a deathless comp of apostates, 
to start a revolution, we become 
carpenters, carving totems. 

The question marks are increasing 
in wrinkles. On the shoulders of a lone tree 
a black bird sings to an old moon. 
Are there any worlds beyond the stars? 


Inspired by a poem of famous urdu poet Allama Iqbal 

ABHI ISHQ KE IMTIHAN AUR BHI HAIN 
SITARON KE AAGAI JAHAN AUR BHI HAIN
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November 11, 2010
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