Escaping The Wait

Escaping The Wait

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Perfect domes― beehived.

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Perfect domes―
beehived.

An alien sitting in
Mona Lisa? Do you  in the
pshyche of a beekeeper?

A vision. The future tense
retrieves the past glory of tenseless era.
The mimicry will do its own job.

A freak incident. Earth was
moving. Corned bodies riding on lead.
You must fill up the blanks to―
prepare for lethal descent.

Idolatry. Every cult becomes
a new idol. Hate-filled sermons.
Yestersins will pay
for the mortgage.

© 2020 Satish Verma


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