01 March, 2014

Unheading

O my Master!
I am breaking rank,
with space and cosmos.

The scorched earth
wants another moon,
another sun.

The blue abyss
invites for a final plunge.
I may find my stars.

O my pain!
give me more needles
more bites.

On a platter
you carry the severed title
of my poem.

Satish Verma

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