A Call To Murder Poem by Satish Verma

A Call To Murder

Rating: 3.5


The rain enters back
into your eyes.
A private door quivers.

A moonless beam
flashes before you.
You start seeing in dark.

Silt settles in headless bodies
of poems.
The shadow of a tree-

opens the seeds of
unknown. The world is shattered
by an unending scream.

The struggle with the decision
was there, you squeeze
me like a prayer.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aftab Alam Khursheed 04 April 2013

A nice poem to read, enjoyable thanx sir I will vote that

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