Ending Was A Ceremony Poem by Satish Verma

Ending Was A Ceremony



Unbecoming, you watch
the sunset.
Something snaps.

Violence was loud.
There was no agreement
between the trees.

I draw a plan
and reach the lake
to listen.

There was no
manifestation. Only
unheard voices.

You get the answer.

Saturday, August 9, 2014
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