Accusing Whom
The unthinking begins again
watching a lunar
explosion.
The smallest droplet:
I never had any agenda,
holding on to emptiness.
A dark jumps out at me.
I push the light
forward?
to see your face, O
invisible. Where the road
ends ? I want to start
my new journey, unloading
the accumulated wealth
of erudition.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2017
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