Theme: Life

He Who Learns Must Suffer

Strange thoughts give words 
a pain. A mountain unfolds 
a tunnel. He who carries a vase of ashes 
must enter the gate to plot a path 

for history. Ideas have turned into stones. 
A violence erupts in long winter night. 
Nobody understands the bird of time 
who has lost the flight. 

The bones learn the absence of house 
in the forest of men. You realize the anointment 
of unlearning. A gaudiest opulence 

comes slowly in huts. The body becomes 
blue in gentle fall of skimmed silence. 
A prayer has a pernicious omen.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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