Rainbow Poems in Pain

Doing nothing, arranging the
spellings. Why pronouns would chase
the nouns? Will you call the god with a pronoun?

You want to drown the
witches of meanings. Lift the clouds.
An angel will draw a moon.

An apparition like a supernova.
Explodes. You want to drown the words
in your tears falling from your poems.

Satish Verma