Eternal Nothingness

Eternal Nothingness

A Poem by Satish Verma
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A dirty word waits for the chilling moon.

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A dirty word 
waits for the chilling moon. 
Be aware now. I am 
going to ask the black mountain. 

There was no credible 
reason, why did you wait 
so long for a chimera? 

A chaste excuse for 
seven seas. They wanted a close 
encounter with aliens. 

This was spring of orange 
and black monarchs 
who have to distribute 
the gifts for hunger earth. 

I cannot understand myself. 
Sometimes I am happy, 
sometimes I start grieving.

© 2017 Satish Verma


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Added on January 11, 2017
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