Deity SpeaksA Poem by Satish VermaDeity Speaks
A tryst with handler
of birth and death. To go near him you need to start describing yourself. Let's go for love's coursing without any delay. You can have an advanced encounter with destiny. Sometimes an undisclosed secret, hangs low on your lips, but doesn't spill. You remain hypnotized by a mantra, like a stilled cobra looking straight in your eyes. A Tango. You want to dance with pink butterfly carrying the rhythm to fall in love with unseen angel. Here comes a big NO. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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