Voicelessly Poem by Satish Verma

Voicelessly

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Listening
from the walls what
was not sacred.

*

A bipolar body―
slaps the weird
space, between your eyes.

*

On the morning
of new year
a hungry panther waits.

*

Before he exploded―
himself, he wrote
his name on boots.

*

The petunias
were always laughing
after the rains.

Friday, January 27, 2017
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lantz Pierre 28 January 2017

Bone echoes soullessly. Cranial sutures require a certain level of maturity to be reached. Lacking that, a hat when it's cold.

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