Tracking Down
White lotus at red feet:
we will start self-infliction
explicating
with regrets.
After a rough night
the day was weeping.
From where the bread will
come, when you were playing
with a golden spoon.
This morning I again
dig a hole in heart.
Was the Mayan calender right ?
Why the sun is playing slow music ?
I am coming nearer
to a locked god.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2013
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