Blue Grace

Blue Grace

A Poem by Satish Verma

Darkness always weighs heavy. And light was weightless.

Darkness always weighs heavy. 
And light was weightless. 
You were visible to me. 

I was not sure, which 
god went numerical. 
I was carrying my scars. 

It offers no solace 
if I become you, and 
start hunting the filters. 

Let the moon rise in― 
its imperial robe, in 
praise of setting sun.

© 2019 Satish Verma

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Added on May 18, 2019
Last Updated on May 18, 2019
Tags: weightless