Lips And Wordless Miracle

Lips And Wordless Miracle

A Poem by Satish Verma
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What if the sword leaves and purple eyes

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What if the sword 
leaves and purple eyes 
of Iris become apocalyptic? 

It would be for me― the arrow, 
leaving from the arched 
bows of goddess of rainbow. 

Wearing a tiara, of 
golden lotuses, in eerie morning 
the sun was rising. 

Dawn commits a 
genuine sin. Wakes me up 
to dig the past for bones of faithless truth. 

The silent ocean has 
a job to do. Turn me blue in 
iced mercy without any smile. 

Baked and browned, the 
priest, marries a virgin to a ghost.

© 2019 Satish Verma


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Added on August 17, 2019
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