No Reason

No Reason

A Poem by Satish Verma

Collecting more luggage while moving on.

Collecting more luggage
while moving on.

The hostages were left behind.

A chilling reminder.
Travel light.
Snow was not going to melt.

Water was rising in the eyes. They look hazy―
the church, the mosque,
the temple.

Violence. It was inside you.

You were walking in sleep
inattentive of mines.

As if you will walk through the fire―
ball unharmed.

© 2019 Satish Verma

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Added on November 2, 2019
Last Updated on November 2, 2019
Tags: luggage