Not Parting

A Poem by Satish Verma

Not Parting

Keep your persona
blessed. I miss you.

Do you meet the
mockingbird often? Ask
the larkspur to stay open
the spur. I may come any day
to give a kiss.

Why did you
embrace the path
of submission, leaving
the prophet of mercy?

Between why and
how I was discovering
myself in vain.

Do you believe
in seclusion of pain?
I always cried in dark.