Satish Verma

Silver Star - 3,523 Points (5-6-1935)

Reverberating - Poem by Satish Verma

After the rains,
it was a full moon
in summer night.

Fleeing from a subculture-
of violence, she was
nestling in the arms of clouds.

A lost killer swearing
with bruised arms,
raking up the old vendetta-

beheads the phallic
image. A brutalizing
score, when we were celebrating

the moon’s arrival. There was
no impropriety in spilling.
Sperm was the conjugal bliss.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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