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Dark Language
by Satish Verma
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  Wanted to wear the grief uncrying, 
sitting on the bank, counting the waves, 
watching the swaying of earthen lamps. 

There was a little water on the moon, 
charged atoms settling in the lap of a sponge. 
The water becomes the moon, 
floating on goat’s milk. 

My descent starts to find the truth. 
Where the water has gone from the eyes? 
The mirrors always tell the lie. 

The headless body writhes in the dust, 
words change the author of a murder. 
A crowd finds a knife only. 

Once again a century weeps! 
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January 13, 2011
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