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One Silver Bowl
by Satish Verma
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  Will you save me 
when I take the call of the lake? 
The swishing depth was inviting me 
for a plunge in the purple pool. 

How deep was the pain of a mountain? 
The domain was again ailing 
with subtle rumors of 
a massive landslide. 

An escaped love of a thorn 
was splittimg open the embrace 
of me and my mask. Totally denuded, 
a face was dusting off all the self-made 
marks of inflictions. 

Will you walk with me now 
up to the stormy night, where I have 
a house of candles keeping a vigil 
for a coffin of unflowered seeds?
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December 22, 2010
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