Step By Step

1 Do not know you yet, after a whole life slept with you, O my illusion, groping and pawing- your knowledge in vain- still there was darkness between my fingers- light streaming out from the nails- 2 The end of road- in the river, the iron lace, hiding the math, when the boat sank, I was searching butterflies, it was the navel, with a stitch on- tattoos were gone- it was hot, too hot to handle- 3 Writing poem a day, my ritual since last many years- still do not find the right words- to convey my unspoken hurts, I keep on mending the threads, knitting a wornout blanket again- Satish Verma