Satish Verma

Silver Star - 4,115 Points (5-6-1935)

Summer’s Fault - Poem by Satish Verma

It was like homecoming of
timber rattle snake.
A bit jarring.

Signs were acquitted,
when the summer becomes
sensuous at dusk.

I start collecting the colors
from sky. The night was
moving behind the moon-

like a concubine, in black
skirt. Amidst the gray clouds
a green man was laughing.

The death’s translation
was simple. Nobody will
attend the funeral of sun.

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  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/15/2013 8:42:00 AM)

    well done sir literary as well scientifically the concluding (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013

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