09 September, 2012

Death Of A Godman

I have agreed to cede 
an unwritten moon 
in a killing frenzy, 
for a chequered spirituality. 

Now visitation will start 
ravishing the light at dawn. 
The grievers will assemble 
for a final scoop of dust. 

Forgive my star, 
for a failed touchdown. 
A child stands before glitterati 
born again to suffer the other sky. 

Nothing comes out of nothing. 
The circle was complete.

Satish Verma

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