Metaphysically Poem by Satish Verma
Metaphysically
Drop for drop
moon bites. You were
ready to taste venom.
The honey prompts
to heal the wounds of
autopsy. Resuscitation
takes place.
Life sucks the peace―
dear god. Any other
place to busy the pains.
How to erase your
name from torn papers.
There is always a print.
It requires morning
breeze to stop the
scream.
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
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4/28/2024 12:01:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
humility is holding a stone in my hand, feeling it and looking at it, realizing this is my universe...ecstatic recognition!