Impoverished

by Satish Verma

You asked for an explanation
for a flame. A bat
flies in a passage of pain.
A poem becomes an accuser.

They were drowning
the moon
in a lake of blood.
A poem sails like a kayak.

The snow was falling
like drifting lovers...
Stains were becoming bits of screams.
A poem delivers an echo.

The fear turns you blue
in the midst of knocks.
Doors had outrageous locks.
A poem walks like a truth.

16-Oct-2012

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