Living Dangerously

Living Dangerously

A Poem by Satish Verma
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A moon interrupted; riles the social class.

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A moon interrupted; 
riles the social class. 
A native sense comes of age. 

Piercing stare becomes rarefied, 
unbuttons the peaks and 
kills you with a mallet. 

The scared mask falls 
off the divine embrace, lets 
free the pigeons from the golden cage. 

The forked tongue will 
speak only truth. Blood 
was the only stain, washed easily. 

I will get the tan 
in moonlight only. My scars 
will remain invisible in silver.

© 2016 Satish Verma


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Added on December 12, 2016
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