Satish Verma

Silver Star - 4,025 Points (5-6-1935)

Into The Tempest - Poem by Satish Verma

The dichotomy was complete.
I walk in your tears
to move away.

The night smelt like a
burnt-out doll, and I was
quaking inside like a peony lip.

The sunk baby. You stay
uncovered in half-sleep.
The drag of the noose around-

your neck was evident. I
want to squeeze the pods.
Why did not the pollen meet-

the stigma? The needles are
coming out of the eyes. A prose
is gone. The poem walks in.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

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