Where The Sun Goes? Poem by Satish Verma
Where The Sun Goes?
The rain was knocking
at the door. I was waiting for your
occult arrival for beheading of the roses.
It was a gradual descent
without fall. I heard the silence of
fusion of opposites. Ultimately we melted.
I love someone who can invoke
Agni and water for a lied one on the pyre
for the sale of a god who will not come.
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