Satish Verma Poet ABC

Dimensions

There was muck at your 
doormat.Would you call
the Nemesis to clear the mess ?

*

You have given me 
the last pair of shoes.
I will walk in them 
to the house of death.

*

This day, I had kissed you
O moon, under the reeds.
Till now the music 
is alive.


Satish Verma

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David Meade November 24, 2014 at 7:29 AM The first stanza -- arrogance before the gods, No. Second stanza -- a sacrificial gift and a true response, third is awesome -- dance with all your might! loved the dimensions.