Along The Path Poem by Satish Verma
Along The Path
Encountering a dislocated self,
here it goes, the “I”,
flicking out the name
which will reach nowhere.
The foreword will not
disclose the contents of
the book. It was reading
only a footnote.
I place a searing moon
on your plate. You can take
a slice of it and gulp
your agony.
The arrival does not finish
the journey. There are far―
away worlds beyond
your fantasies.
The arrival does not finish the journey. There are far― away worlds beyond your fantasies. .... nicely envisioned. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing. ......10
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The arrival does not finish the journey. There are far― away worlds beyond your fantasies. .... nicely envisioned. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing. ......10