Satish Verma

Silver Star - 4,070 Points (5-6-1935)

Not In Tears - Poem by Satish Verma

Now I am used to
I don’t hit back
in the vanishing light.

Very frightening,
I will say.
Sightless bats hovering
round your head.

Have started playing
the game with the nettle.
I will take the stings
and give you back honey.

An intimate kiss of a
naked beetle.
Are you coming for the
last supper?

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 4, 2013

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