Stepping DownA Poem by Satish VermaStepping Down
You drop
Your body and become. "I" Howling will rise from spinal curvature. Wolf was running in circles. The carnivore would never smell the roach. He wants only the pith. You snare a parakeet to share the pain. "I" became "You" in a trap. Still knowing the self, was important. I burn in your prayer. I am the sea, and I was the setting sun. The mother poppy cries for the family. How the sky will cover the orange moon? © 2021 Satish Verma |
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