It Never Happened Poem by Satish Verma
It Never Happened
I was not afraid of legacy
seeking out a collateral
collapse of a fantasy.
Raising the ante―
I was prepared to meet
the unknown in your chest.
What came as a surprise
in a white boat. I will
never know of death.
A pause, a stutter,
sacrificing civility to open
the door of the poor syllables.
The secret will go in―
the grave along with
the famished poet.
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