Vignette Poem by Satish Verma

Vignette



Where do
I go in dark?
There was no moon
no taper.

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The petals,
unspeak, fall
from the endowed,
forehead of goddess!

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Do you believe-
in omens?
Between right and wrong
I am crumbling.

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